Book 4 Chapter 11 Flame of Hope

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Ryan smirked at Lucy. He found her anger cute. The way her cheeks reddened slightly and how her arms folded in front of her. He let his eyes wander over her and frowned as he looked at her wounds. She was strong. There was no denying that. But she fought dangerously. She fought to the brink. His chest squeezed in pain when he looked at her wounds. He couldn’t have her getting hurt again or worse. He would take care of Beryl so that she wouldn’t have to. He was going to protect her now. She was his to protect. He hadn’t had a moment alone with her besides when she was unconscious. He wanted to talk with her. They had a lot to talk about. His eyes focused on her lips and inwardly he groaned. They had a lot not to talk about too. She was recovering but her lips were not injured. He wanted t

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