Prisoner

“Enough.”

Lucien’s voice sliced through the ballroom like a blade.

Gwynne didn’t move, his lips still brushing mine as he grinned. “Jealousy doesn’t suit you, my Lord.”

Lucien was across the room in a blink. Vampires gasped and backed away as a table overturned from the sheer force of his approac...

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