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Pull through, Mari You have to pull through

“Fight this!” But as another eternity elapsed without any change in her, he finally adone

Already dead

And there was nothing he could do to bring her back

With a roar, Torin wrenched away and paced the cell like the caged anihs ached But as physical pain compared to mental? Emotional? This was his fault He’d knoould happen if ever he touched the girl, and he’d lured her closer anyway

Monster! With another roar, he punched the wall, enjoying the unrelenting throb of pain as skin split and bones fractured He punched again and again, cracks appearing in the stone, dust plu around him

If he had just stopped to question why a girl like Mari would be so starved for coree to be with him she would still be alive

He pressed his forehead against the battered wall I’m keeper of the demon of Disease When will I accept the fact that I’m meant to fly solo?

To be forever denied what I crave most

“Mari, darling,” a slightly accented voice rang out Femaledelicious—even soaked in panic and pain as it was “The bond is broken Why is it broken?”

The blood in Torin’s veins turned into fuel, igniting as if a blazing ly aware of his own heartbeat, speeding up, the need to stalk to the cell’s door and rip away everyto erase the distance between him and the speaker

An extre awareness of another person was unusual for him It was also uncontrollable and unstoppable, his entire world centering around this one woman

And this wasn’t the first time it had happened Anytime she’d spoken, no matter the words she’d uttered, the huskiness of her tone had always carried a pro she wanted more than to kiss, lick and suck on him

Masculine instincts he’d spent countless years denying shouted, Come, little moth Come closer to my flame

Or I’ll come to you

He strode to the bars and, like a thousand times before, willed the shadows between their cells to part But it did no good Her appearance remained a mystery

Somehow his sick obsession with her only intensifiedand he thought that, for just five , he would have happily risked a ide plague

Hatehiain

“Mari!” his obsession said “Please”

Disease whipped into a frenzy, banging against Torin’s skull, suddenly desperate to escape

Escape her? Another unusual reaction Usually the demon adored such close proximity with a potential victim