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RIAN
“What is this?” My body was reaching inferno heat, angry and vibrating that someone had already marked what was ours. We’ll kill them with our bare hands, we’ll erase any record of this mark from her and replace it with-
“It’s my brother’s mark,” she whispered, “it bonded us and my other brother together. My brother wears the same mark, and he’s now mated… it won’t interfere,” I looked back up into her eyes and it hit me.
I was too distracted by my adoration of her, too lost in her absolute beauty, too busy trying to breathe in her presence that I missed what she was afraid of showing me.
She’s an Heir.
Facts started to assault my thoughts, coming in rapid-fire as I pieced everything together about what S
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ALICE “Do you know who I am?” I narrowed my eyes at Ian, leaning over Rian’s arm and trying to ignore the muscles flexing beneath me, “I mean truly… do you?” “You’re a princess,” Ian smirked. “I’m an HEIR!” I screamed at him over Rian, “a triplet,” I extended my arm to my side, putting Onyx’s mark on display, “born of fire and bonded for life to them.” My voice cracked and my chest constricted just thinking about what happened, about how Linden wasn’t even awake yet, but fuck it, he needed to know that Lucius failed on all accounts. “LINDEN survived,” shock covered their faces, “and Nixon WAS the show, or did you miss all the fire?” I went to storm out but almost fell from exhaustion. “This has gone far enough,” Rian caught me and held me up by my hips, tu
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