
His Imprint
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Another pang of thunder distracted Snow Grimlake from her thoughts as her hands trembled beside her temples. Her eyelids now closed shut. She could not bear anymore of this. Her eyes started to tear up. "Does the thunder bother you, little bird?" The familiar scent woke every fiber of Snow's body as......more
Another pang of thunder distracted Snow Grimlake from her thoughts as her hands trembled beside her temples. Her eyelids now closed shut. She could not bear anymore of this. Her eyes started to tear up. "Does the thunder bother you, little bird?" The familiar scent woke every fiber of Snow's body as she intently listened to his voice. His voice rasped, breathy, honeyed and almost...(less)