When the ruined silk of her dress finally pooled at her waist, Zavian froze.His hands hovered just inches above her bare skin, shaking violently. It was as if he feared touching her would break the spell, proving this was just another nightmare and she wasn't really there.Emmeline lay beneath him, her chest heaving as tears spilled from the corners of her eyes, tracking sideways into her hair. Her heart twisted in a bleeding knot of agony, yet her body yearned for him.With trembling fingers, she reached up, caught his wrists, and forced his hands down onto her body.The moment his palms met her bare skin, the air in the room snapped with tension.A shockwave of static electricity rolled over her, making the fine hairs on her arms stand on end.Zavian's power leaked from him, untethered by his fractured emotional state.The temperature in the bedroom plummeted instantly, intricate frost exploding across the glass windows, while shadows in the corners seemed to stretch and bend towar
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