Chapter 189 The Laying

“Fuck, she’s insane,” Zaries cries, trying his hardest to get as far away on his bed as he can. 

“No, she’s nesting; it’s beautiful,” Cassinor says.

“Our captor is beautiful? Have you lost your ever-loving mind?” Zaries barks.

I whip my head around, molten fire still dripping from my jaws from wh...

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