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... o fast; it took them only a few minutes to fly from Europa to the skies above Djibouti. Yet now, even if all of humanity in Djibouti had united, either voluntarily or by force, whether they could survive the Serpent People’s attack remained an unsettled matter in everyone’s hearts.

More than unsettled, not one person remained who still believed that humans could win, perhaps.

Gao Yuan dared not hope that humanity would win; he could only say he would do his best.

In the e ...

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His hair was ebony black, his skin a warm brown that threatened to fade in in the winter months. He stared at her with glittering green eyes, over high cheekbones and a noble nose, his jaw tight and shadowed this late in the day. His chin was high over the pillar of his neck that she’d just touched with its hard lines and steel strength, so different to her own. And his chest... She gasped and covered her eyes. She’d humiliated herself revealing her stupid, childish curiosity.

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His eyes locked on hers and she couldn’t think. She couldn’t breathe.

She had met her One. And he was the son of her bloodsworn enemy.

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She couldn’t resist. She raised a trembling hand to his cheek, letting her palm catch on the scruff of his jaw. He blew out a breath and put his hand over hers, and that jolt that happened whenever they touched shivered through her again.

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