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Reluctantly, he let me go, and we yanked up our pants. Then he lifted me in his arms and carried me up the stairs. This time, I didn’t resist. f**k, I wasn’t sure if I could even make it up the stairs right now, after what he’d just done to me. Once we returned to his living room, Belial set me down on the couch. “I’ll make you something to eat.” “How did you know I was hungry?” I asked. He grinned as he headed into the kitchen. “You’re part shifter. As far as I can tell, they’re always hungry.” I couldn’t argue with that. I relaxed into the couch, trying to remember what I’d been doing before I’d been pinned against Belial’s wall. Right, the Furies. “My brothers were there when I went to Jazzland again, but otherwise the place was empty.” “Did they say anything?” Belial asked, as he
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