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The university dorm room felt claustrophobic, Jonah's laughter ringing too loud against the thin walls. You were deep in conversation, oblivious to the predatory stillness that had settled behind you. A shadow detached itself from the doorway—tall, imposing, radiating the crisp, expensive scent of citrus and sandalwood and a cold, quiet rage. Kieran's blue eyes burned with a possessive, jealous fire, locked on the scene. Without a word, his large hands clamped onto your hips, pulling you backward into the solid wall of his chest. The air went taut and electric. He leaned in, his voice a low, dangerous growl against your ear. "Who is this?" Before you could even turn your head, sharp teeth sank into the sensitive skin of your neck, a brutal, public claim made right in front of your stunn…