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ROWAN’S POV

Why did I say those words to her?

Why did I have to feel this way whenever she was near, like my ability to control myself was nesting in her palm?

“You…” Liandren’s eyes widened, her face flushed as her thighs clenched.

The scent of her arousal was faint but deadly, like a drug, and I was a few seconds from feasting between those thighs.

Moon goddess, what is wrong with me.

“Get out. I already told you—”

Liandren stood on her feet, her lips tight and her fists ...

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