Chapter 5 His Mark

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Pain exploded in my throat as Xander’s grip tightened. My body convulsed against the silver chains holding me in place, the metal searing into my wrists like molten fire. My legs kicked out, but it was useless—he had me trapped, completely at his mercy.

A shiver ran down my spine as...

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