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While he was not oblivious to her discomfort, such ideas as appearance and personal issues from ones looks were things that Ezekiel did not understand. His face had been ruined as a boy, mangled across the eye by a demon in the shape of a wolf. Everyone he had known was scarred, different in some way—so she was only peculiar because of her size. She was pretty; he admired her colors and her face, but to him, she was still a child.
Her voice was familiar. Subconsciously, he stiffened. Amber eyes gleamed as he ignored the terrible hate burning within his chest and glanced over his shoulder. No deer. No ghost. No nothing. “Well, things have changed. I lead now.” There was a smidgen of pride within his voice, though he did not flaunt his power. “Are you staying?”
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