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... the coarse strands damp with sweat and something darker—something metallic. Blood.
The scent lingered in the air, heavy and pungent, clinging to her skin like a ghostly warning.
She swallowed, trying to ignore the sickening churn in her stomach as she stepped forward. Each movement was measured, precise, an attempt to convince herself that she still had control over the situation.
The Beast loomed beside her, a hulking shadow wrapped in muscle and restrained violence. Its ...
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