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Amira slouched into her chair, her mind reeling as Rhys continued to greet and talk to other pack members. She could tell he was in his element and truly happy to see each and every one of them coming up to him. Unlike Amira, he didn’t have a moment to comprehend the sudden change.What caused them to return to their bodies?Amira really wanted to question the Moon Goddess. Were there rules they had to abide by? Or was it something straightforward she was looking past? Artemis told them there were consequences to their actions. So far, they had been helping each other, and through sharing some of their past with each other, they had grown somewhat closer. They were in this together, and if they couldn’t look out for each other, then it would be a struggle. Having Bash and Baltir aware of their situation also helped.“Have you lost your appetite?” Rhys questioned, leaning closer to Amira once the others left. “Or is it the corset?”Amira stared back at the king, shocked at the concer
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Exiting through her door, Bash did a double take of her and cleared his throat, looking away. Amira ignored him and strolled the short distance to Rhys’ room, her bare feet cold only for a moment along the flagstone until the guards allowed her entry. “Have a good night!” Bash called after her.“Definitely not gay,” the guard on the right whispered.“He won’t be after seeing how she looks.” The other responded.Honestly, they were overreacting. Amira knew she looked good in her nighties anyway, but Rhys had seen her body plenty of times. He’d also been away from the palace all day. This would be brief so he could rest; she was sure of it.The doors closed behind Amira, and her gaze slowly moved to the man whose back was to her, removing his bloodstained jacket. She released a breath, her heart galloping as she remembered the kiss from earlier. Rhys’ shoulders tensed slightly, aware of her arrival and possibly the rate at which her heart beat.The moment Rhys turned, Amira’s heart rac
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Rhys was adamant about holding onto Amira’s ass while she leaned over him and started to inspect his injury. She almost rolled her eyes as his hands squeezed. Ignoring her desire and his, which was strongly prodding her, making it hard to resist such temptations, Amira started peeling back the eye patch.Rhys’ hands gripped a little tighter on her, and she knew this was bothering him more than he previously let on. Amira kept her features neutral as she gazed at his wound. A cut ran across his eyes, and the eyelid was shut, preventing her from seeing his blue eyes. But without seeing it, Amira knew it would be bloodied. The patch had been a temporary measure until the king returned to the palace. “What happened?” Amira questioned quietly as she began to gently press a warm, damp cloth to the area. “Why has the wound not yet healed? They used aconite or silver?”“Both,” Rhys breathed out. “I didn’t think they had access to either,” Amira murmured but didn’t say more when Rhys gave he
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Amira sighed against Rhys' lips, feeling the exquisite thrill run through her from the press of his erection against her lacy underwear, causing friction against her sensitive folds. Everywhere he touched, sparks tingled along her skin. The warmth in her chest added to the overstimulating sensations running through her body. They'd barely moved, yet Rhys' touch set her aflame with a needy desire. His tongue explored her mouth while his hands roamed her thighs. Amira couldn't help but relax into him, her breasts pressing against his chest as she kissed him back just as fervently. There was almost an urgency to their movements, their hands exploring each other. Amira was more aware of Rhys' injuries, though, no matter how much she was being swept away by this desire to be entangled with the Alpha King. All day, she'd been anxious about Rhys, and he returned in this state. She wanted to kiss away all the pain and embrace him tightly. It was a startling realisation that there was more
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