157. HUNGER AGAINST SKIN

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SERAPHINA Could this be a dream? I closed my eyes and leaned into him, surrendering to the kiss that was deep, passionate, and consuming. If this was a dream, I wanted to stay lost in it forever. Ronan’s lips stilled against mine for a heartbeat. When I opened my eyes, his gaze burned into me, wolfish and raw, as if he had just been given the impossible. “Was this kiss…a mistake?” he whispered. My heart stumbled in my chest. Heat rushed to my face, and I looked away, unable to lie again. But Ronan tilted my chin back, forcing my eyes to meet his. “Tell me, Seraphina,” his voice was low, rough, “Tell me if this was a mistake.” My lips trembled. “It was never a mistake,” I whispered, before shyly turning my back to him. I didn’t need to see him to know he was smiling. My heart thudde

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