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... eft it rest beside him as he sat at the edge of his bed. The book's cryptic aura lingered. It could speak volumes when opened, who knows?
Once again, his mind drifted back to Emra's earlier invitation. He hadn't seen it coming, but the deed was already done. And now that it was here. he found it difficult to turn down the invitation—especially not when it came directly from Emra. Not her father, not anyone else. Emra!
Being closer to Emra, he was guaranteed of some kind of protec ...
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