Eve gasped at the statement, her eyes growing wide in shock. Before she could react, the cape was yanked off of her frame. She turned around in surprise, but there was no one behind her. Nikolai was gone, and so was his warmth. Eve cursed under her breath, putting her arms around herself as she stared at the darkness beyond the garden fence.
Feast of Night: The King's Bride
Fantasy · obsessedWithWolves
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