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Katya POV Falcon's hesitation was palpable, each movement and touch against my body carried a cautious, nervous energy. As I locked eyes with him, I could see the vibrant intensity within his gaze. Ash's persistence pushed him, but he held himself back, afraid to cause harm. "You won't hurt me," I whispered, trying to reassure him. "And you won't hurt our pup, Falcon. Though I may be weaker now, my body protects our unborn child well," I assured him. Falcon’s voice trembled with vulnerability as he spoke, "Katya, I too have dreamt of you. Since the moment I returned to this Kingdom, fragments of memories flooded my mind, memories of holding you, of loving you. But your face remained a mystery, leaving me feeling lost. I should have fought my father's decision harder. I feel like I've fa

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