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last_kalligIbani closes the door to her mind, lets Garyn's awareness of her...feelings, fade. She'd never PLANNED to fall in love. He makes her vulnerable and strong at once and she WANTS him.
"Last chance to run," she tells him, voice rough. Her eyes glow gold in the half dark, not the eye shine of a beast or a werewolf, but as if they are lit from within.
"Give me an inch, my dear, and I'll take a mile. I WANT you, ALL of you." She paces closer, restless, agitated.
"Once you're mine, I won't tolerate a rival in your heart or in your bed," she growls. "And I will never, EVER, let you go."
"Last chance to run," she tells him, voice rough. Her eyes glow gold in the half dark, not the eye shine of a beast or a werewolf, but as if they are lit from within.
"Give me an inch, my dear, and I'll take a mile. I WANT you, ALL of you." She paces closer, restless, agitated.
"Once you're mine, I won't tolerate a rival in your heart or in your bed," she growls. "And I will never, EVER, let you go."
