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She yelped aloud, nearly shrieking, as the hand closed down on her. She squirmed and writhed, crying out and carrying on the entire time, just managing to slip out of her mother’s grasp, pulling free of the fingertips. She sounded as though she was being beaten, with the agonized sounds tearing from her tiny lungs at their height, when Alaine had done nothing more than attempt to snatch her up.
Yellow eyes wide and rolling, she rolled ungracefully on the floor, doing anything possible to maintain her freedom—including running back along the wall in the opposite direction from the stairs the second that she regained her footing.
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