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... y’s here," Father says, but unlike every other night, he doesn’t move from the threshold. Neither does he smile. "Consider accepting his proposal, Lyra. You cannot live this way forever."
I stiffen, hand dropping from the waves in my hair that tumble down my back. "He doesn’t know what I am. What we are--"
"Such is the excuse you give every time a suitor comes for your hand," he cuts in, displeasure stark in his face. "They are not all the same, the wolves. You never quite know u ...
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