Chapter 30 My beauty is the beast's beauty

I run into them with the dark green maxi I wore trailing behind, and his arms are waiting for me. As I crash into him, his arms are firmly around my waist, and his warm, soft lips plant a tender kiss on my hair.

I whisper against his chest, "I missed you."

Alaricus whispers softly into my hair, "Not more than I missed my angel." This brings me even

            
            

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