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... ension, wanted to be loved by its owner.
The bow was gone now, melted back into whatever nightmare pocket dimension it had crawled out of, leaving no trace except the ringing in my ears and the taste of iron on my tongue. My legs felt like wet parchment, but I kept pace anyway, because falling behind Iskanda felt like a crime against nature itself.
She walked with that same unhurried, predatory grace, hips swaying just enough to make my eyes glue themselves to the curve of her as ...
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