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Saluce through the entire encounter continued to stare at him, with a grin across his face. And the offending rider turned out to be exactly what he thought him to be, trash, all talk and no bark. If he had been so upset then he could have just came at him if he was so brave. But he didn’t he retreated off to that new pack he had joined, running around like a pinball machine between packs. No Saluce had moved them all, had even tried to settle up there but in the end he needed to leave for his own reasons, not because the fabled trek would be too hard. He’d remember the face though, and the little bitch he ran with, one day they would get what they had coming to them.

Finally the lady who had joined him settled back down next to him, finding her presence comforting he gave her a soft chuckle as he sat back down. True she seemed to be from Anathema but his own squabbles with the pack had been settled when he had challenged Conor’s son who was no longer a part of that pack. Gideon’s attacker may have been from there but no one knew so he couldn’t judge the girl just on the basis of where she was from. So his eyes returned his gaze back to her appealing form, giving her a smirk.

“So Gemma, I am Saluce. What brings you down here? “


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