THE FORGOTTEN PROPHECY

THANE’S POV

Ayla moves before I can stop her. Fast, reckless. Her body tensing like she is about to sprint after the rogue, but I step in her path, blocking her.

“No,” I say firmly.

Her chest rises and falls sharply, her eyes burning with frustration as she literally growls at me. “Move, Thane...

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