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He sat behind me in Intergalactic High School, pulling on my braids with silver-tipped claws. Knocking my books to the ground and smoke-laughing at my dismay. He was always there, lurking around, scaring away all my possible dates. And now, years later I’m all grown up and independent, about to start a new position on the Omega 9 space station and this arrogant, satanic-looking Hyrrokin shows up again in my life—this time demanding that I become his bound. What kind of special hell is this? And he’s kidnapped my father and threatens to ruin our family business unless I marry him? I can’t marry my bully! I….I can’t…right?
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