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... hat he was.
Branches scraped against him, something caught on his arm, his boots hit the ground too hard, too fast, but none of it mattered.
He heard something ahead, a sound that didn’t belong in the quiet of the forest, something sharp and wrong, and then—
He saw it.
His baby.
His pride and his joy.
Lior.
Lifted off the ground.
Choking.
Something in Ezra snapped.
There was no thought. No pause. No second to think a ...
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