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Chapter Nineteen Killian peeked around his shoulder. His eyes moved over my boots and up my legs. They seemed to grow brighter the further up my body he got and I felt my heart beat faster. My n*****s tightened into hard peaks. I looked between the two of them. I could do this with them. Right? It was just a date and if things didn’t go well, I could come back home. They could go back to where ever they had come from and it would be okay. “Hello, little wolf.” Killian purred and it felt like a caress moving over my skin. “Killian,” I whispered, watching as he stepped to his thrall mate’s side. He was dressed in a pair of black jeans, the fabric was ripped, giving me glimpses of flesh that made my hands itch to touch him. His shirt was a long-sleeved shirt, made out of a fishnet mate