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Kieran's POV

Maeve’s hand twitched again in mine.

I latched onto it like it was the last lifeline in a storm. “Maeve,” I breathed, leaning in so close my forehead nearly touched hers. “I’ve got you. Just—come back to me. PLEASE

Her skin was ice cold. Her breathing shallow. The mark on her neck...