Changelings are different from the Psy, Sacha. We like things that are ours alone, things that are unique. We don't share well.
"What do you think you're doing, kitten? He let his gaze wonder over the dark honey of her bare skin.
Those eyes widened in shock. "This is my dream."
He watched her watch him. Her eyes held such pure heat that he felt branded.
"What do you think you're doing, kitten? He let his gaze wonder over the dark honey of her bare skin.
Those eyes widened in shock. "This is my dream."
He watched her watch him. Her eyes held such pure heat that he felt branded.
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