Sitting at My Table

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After finishing up with the guys, Drakon and I walked down the hall toward the cafeteria to grab some food. "So, what do you think?" he asked, keeping his stride slow to match mine. "Honestly?" I replied, looking up at him. "The only plan that sounds good was to use me as bait." "And I hate it," Drakon said immediately, his jaw setting into a tight line. I offered him a small smile. "You know I can take care of myself. Just promise to take out Viktor if anything happens to me." He didn't smile back. His dark eyes remained dead serious, fixed straight ahead. "You're so uptight," I teased, lightly bumping my shoulder into his side. Drakon reached over, wrapping a heavy arm around my shoulders and pulling me flush against his side as we walked. "It's just a terrible idea, Kira." "No,"

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