Chapter 227

Alaric was already halfway dressed—belt fastened, collar open—when the bed behind him shifted.

A soft breath. Then a groggy sound—half sigh, half scowl.

He turned.

Jaden lay curled in the tangle of sheets, red-brown hair falling over one eye. The sunlight caught the curl at his temple, giving it a s...

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