Solitude Interrupted
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indent There was no fear. There was simply reservation, thinking. She was not a part of Dahlia, and that at least meant she was not a political issue. He could do as he had to if it came down to that. Both of his ears went forward, and his hackles rose slightly. Whatever else he was, Gabriel was dominant, and having that disrespected by anyone was a challenge. A subtle, unreal one, but a challenge none-the-less. His eyes remained vicious and hot, as they always were, and his tail rose. They didn’t have to speak. You have a problem? was written all over his body, as it was with hers.





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