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roken by a roar o

hat swept across the garden. Lower-ranking wolves fli

azing with molten gold. "You... dare..." h

ld laugh bubbled up from my chest. "Dare? You've destroyed everyt

ingers digging into my arms unti

ll throb now, nothing compared

t with his bare hands. He jabbed a finger toward Officer Sullivan. "Get her out o

ed draggin

y memory-the man who had promised me forever and then personally escorted me to hell. In his eyes, I saw his l

garden gate, I gathered the last o

tt Sol

he had poured into me. He had already started to turn away, bu

done to me today, everything you've done to my family

hattered soul and the love y

crawl on your knees and beg me for a fo

will make the silver shackles of Silvergate feel

r, vibrating with power.

n the Rejection itself, lanced t

, absolute hatred had just shot thro

ett

tinctively clapping a hand to my chest as the blood drained from my face. A sha

ory I had tried so desperately to suppress. It was Cora, years ago, long before Felicity's return. She was carefully tending to a wou

. I couldn't afford this weakness. When my composure returned, I l

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. They shoved me roughly into the bac

darkness. I felt the vehicle lurch into motion, carrying me toward

l floor, the silver on my wr

ars had been burned

way he had instinctively clutched his chest before I wa