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Fury joined the merry party of adrenaline and relief surging through Jess’ system. She couldn’t believe she’d made it to safety, against the odds, but that light-headedness flipped to something darker as she looked at Laarn, standing in front of her as bold as brass, saying he’d been scared he would lose her. Her hand stole down to cover her stomach. Asshole hadn’t even had her yet, so how could he lose her?
Ignoring the small gasps and interested silence from the crowd around them, she held his gaze, refusing to look away. A challenge, something they’d been warned not to do with any of the warriors, but right now she didn’t care. This could develop into a full on bitching out fest and she wouldn’t care a jot. Let the rest of them see that their f*****g holier than thou lord healer wa
