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The Target

Author: Jules
last update publish date: 2026-06-12 21:24:08

Lyra’s Pov

Security around me triples overnight, and Theron won't tell me why.

I woke up in Theron's bed again, his arms wrapped around me like he was afraid I would disappear. The mark on my neck still glowed faintly in the morning light, a constant reminder of how much had changed in one night. I turned in his arms to look at him, but he was already awake, staring at the ceiling with a tense expression. His body was rigid against mine.

"What's wrong?" I asked, voice still sleepy.

He did not a
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