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... > ~Spring’s POV~
Storm stood between us. Though his face was calm, his jaw was locked tight. He hadn’t said a word. But I saw the faint red imprint on his knuckles.
Lyon backed away, gripping his now-throbbing wrist, eyes burning holes into Storm.
Storm didn’t bother looking at him. Instead, his hand reached for mine.
"You good?" he asked softly.
"Perfect," I said, sliding my hand into his with no hesitation.
The classroom was stil ...
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