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... the depths of the forest. He’d told the others to meet up with Zara and wait—because he had something important to do. Something he hadn’t done in a while.

Bonding. Sharing power with his women.

Noah liked to be prepared. Even though, thanks to his blessing from Laeh, death wasn’t a real threat in this world, he refused to rely on that safety net.

Not yet. Not ever, if he could help it.

He conjured a barrier of pure nothingness around him and sank to the ground, l ...

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