chapter twenty-eight: a king's mark

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Sophia pulled Theodore for another hug. Sparks lit up everywhere he touched making her sigh in content. Everything felt so perfect right now. His arms were around her petite waist as he hugged her closer, almost not letting air fill her lungs. He felt responsible for her disappearance, she could tell. He kept a frown on his face as he talked to her. He continuously murmured how sorry his was under his breath that fanned her neck, making sigh and run a hand though his hair, down his ack before squeezing his bicep. His breath hitched as his mate kept running her hands all over his back and chest. It calmed in down in a way, but in other ways, it really didn't help. Theo put away those thoughts and brought her closer, his hand on her hip squeezing slightly before picking her up and with he

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