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"That was way too close," JP said, breaking the silence and I nodded. He was right. Chesca came way too close to killing me tonight. I turned around to my oldest friend and lover and pressed myself softly into him, his familiar scent of dried parchment and honey comforting me like it always did.
"I was so scared," I admitted, melting in his warm embrace. His arms were slender, but I could feel the hidden muscles roll underneath his skin. JP was a lot stronger and tougher than he looked, something I always admired about him. His hands rubbed soft circles on my back as he let me hide myself and my fears into his embrace.
"Are you okay, Danny?" Regan asked, shaking his hand as it reddened from the impact. I turned in JP's arms and faced my mate. His face was warped in pain and concerned,
