Wynter could sense an inexplicable ferocity emanating from Dalton. It felt as though there was a subtle hint of hatred, or was there?


    However, she had no spare thoughts to ponder why.


    This was a feeling unlike any Wynter had experienced before. It was as if she was being suspended in mid- air.


    Her eyes were open, yet her vision was unfocused. Even Dalton''s breath seemed to possess a hint of aggression that infiltrated her entire being with every exhale near her ear.@@novelbin@@


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