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... th your sword!"
Rhys exhaled sharply, running a hand through his messy, shoulder-length brown hair in frustration.
"Stop being so damn stubborn if you want to stay alive!" he shouted back. "Get back to the damn hut!"
His voice hit her like a slap, leaving her frozen in place. The fragile trust that had started to bloom inside her cracked in an instant.
Just when she thought he might be different, he reminded her of every other witch hunter she'd crossed—cold, forc ...
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