Chapter 6 The Parting Demand

Sisily’s POV

The black scales on Joran’s neck slipped beneath his skin, and his fangs vanished behind those infuriating lips. The heat coming off him dropped to a dull, humming ache, but he still didn’t move.

He remained bent over me, his molten-gold eyes fixed on mine. My back was screaming again...

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