That Richard would not hurt me, not in that way, but the fear had a mind of its own. You mean I'm going to shift because I'm in a new triumvirate? He shook his head, and his long braid slid across his lap like a heavy pet. You're okay. Slick, wet, suffocating, more real than any fear I'd ever felt.
But it isn't exactly love. Later, when there was more of me, I'd feel bad, but right now, I'd felt about as bad as I was able. A woman was screaming. Once, I'd worried I'd drown in his power.
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