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CHAPTER 301: CAN WE RUN AWAY?

Author: Remi Winters
last update publish date: 2026-06-17 03:34:11

EMBER’S POV

He takes my entire weight, sinking to the floor with me until we are tangled together on the thick blanket, right in the centre of that warm, golden pool of candlelight.

He pulls me across his thighs, shifting his massive frame until I am completely caged in his lap.

He is overwhelmingly large, a man built for violence, handling me like I am made of spun glass.

One of his heavy, warm hands slides under my hair, his long fingers cupping the sensitive nape of my neck to tuck my head u
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Alexandra
Alright, this redeemed the prank chapter lmao
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woodrocketdog
Sweet and truthful. Please let Ember tell him about the still place and sapphire and hale.
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