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25. Shower

“I’m sorry,” I tried again after Emrys had finished inspecting my bruised neck, cleaning a few bite marks Jackson’s teeth had left but thankfully everything would probably heal if not by tomorrow the next day; no words were exchanged except the few curses my mate would mutter as he looked at my bruising skin. When Emrys checked my waist and saw finger-like bruises painted there, silver pushed through the grey in his orbs.

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