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“Varian?” Lisella’s scent morphed to fear.
He bit back a cry as his other half surged from the darkness like a predator emerging from the shadows, strong, with lethal intent. “Get away from me!”
Her hand gripped his shoulder. Redness saturated his vision. Heat flamed inside him. With a growl, he turned. His hand seized the arm that touched him, the other closed around her throat.
And squeezed.

ALLIANCE FORGED (Ch.31)