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Now do you understand, Ivy? It was decided before ever we met. You were meant to be mine.” Ketahn raised his head, caught her chin in his fingers, and guided her face up toward his, forcing her to meet his violet eyes. They burned with possessiveness and passion, but they softened as he gazed at her. His mandibles spread, and he tipped his head forward to press his forehead against hers. “My nyleea.” Ivy closed her eyes, and the tears spilled over her cheeks. “My luveen.
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