I never knew a heart could live inside
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indent He had been correct in regards to her house. It was almost uncanny, how familiar she looked—not as close as Stygian had been, but close enough. The comment regarding the other pack suggested that someone else had spoken to her, and more then likely it was Anselm. “Your family and mine have had a past together,” he said, though he was sure Ahemait had explained this too. He paused, thinking of Conri; the thought made his eyes turn dark and a thin smile creep onto his face. “Your brother is here as well. I nearly killed him a few weeks ago.”







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