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Cerberus had done what no one else had. He'd cared. He didn't have to. Even if Owen wasn't what Cerberus claimed, a Doxie, he didn't have to care one damn bit. Yet for some reason he did. For some reason, a man so hideous that even the very people created to serve him didn't want to, had a kindness in him Owen had never seen in the most beautiful.
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