Walk with me in Hell
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indent He had given him two warnings. Inferni was at war, and still he had given the stranger time to leave. Instead he chose to remain, a tow-headed young man going to war. The hybrid was relaxed, biding his time. Another arrogant statement. Gabriel laughed in Conri’s face, eyes cold and dangerous—Lykoi eyes, as if Kaena lived within him. In a way, she did. He was very much his mother’s son. “My war was not with you,” he stated clearly, moving along the three-legged male’s side. Then, as soon as he reached the stranger’s flank, he struck out like a viper.






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