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... oted to the ground, my heart hammering like a warning drum in my chest.
The Ghosthound, this terrifying girl with haunting eyes and hair like a tangled veil of grief. had just lunged into Adrian’s arms. And he.... he hadn’t flinched. He hadn’t pushed her away.
He held her.
Even Kieran noticed. His clawed fingers slackened, and Thorin fell to the floor with a thud, gasping for air and clutching his bruised throat.
My eyes flicked between all three of them, Adrian, ...
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