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... slanted from the sky like tiny needles, soaking the ground before anyone could even consider whether the day was worth stepping outside for. And yet, there I was, standing beside the stables, completely drenched and glaring at my three mates like they were the dumbest alphas on the planet.
Which, at that moment, they absolutely were.
"Are you seriously going horse riding in this?" I asked, arms folded tightly around myself.
Thorne just adjusted the strap of his saddle an ...
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