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Chapter 205 Not Quite Breakfast time

My jaw drops open and I huff a disbelieving little laugh. “Jackson, I can’t make flames.”

“The flashpoint of wood is far lower than the temperature at which glass melts, Clark,” Jackson replies, raising an eyebrow at me.

I narrow my eyes at my mate, not liking this smug new attitude. Or that he’s ri...

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