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039 | BRUISED SOUL
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2024-10-29 19:42:56What I had to do made me sick to my stomach.
But it needed to be done.
I took a deep breath, forcing it to calm my racing nerves. The mate bond urged me onwards, desperate to close the chasm that stretched between Ares and I. For once, my logical mind and my stupid heart agreed on what I had to do.
I needed to get Ares to trust me – so that I could kill him.
After this morning, and my close call in the tunnels, I knew what I’d have to do to get him to even look at me would make me want to vomit. Even so, my heart pounded at the thought of seeing him again, up close, close enough to touch…
Damn it. I ground my teeth together and knocked on the door.
“Come in.” Stars, his voice like that – honey and gravel and entirely edible – made my core heat. I bit my lip, swallowed my pride, and pushed the door open.
Ares was reclined on the bed. Evening sunlight swept across his featu
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