Bound To The Nine-Tailed Prince
They'll send an assassin.
Every time her skin brushed his, the air vibrated softly. It was like touching a live wire that had finally found its ground.
Valerius let out a low, vibrating sound—half-purr, half-groan.
One of his silver tails slid forward, wrapping gently around Lyra’s ankle and pulling her slightly closer.
"Stop that," she whispered, her face flushing.
"I can't," he confessed, his violet eyes locking onto hers with a possessive intensity that made her breath hitch.
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