we came through the sensory overload hit - the acceptance of
ic, terrified heartbeat of a mouse burying itself in the roots. Beneath that, the heavy, rhythmic thud of Finn's heart sounded like a war drum, steady and dangerously calm. The air taslling a small, obsidia
sly, staring deep into his eyes causing hi
that thick, dominant fog f
g more than wet earth and old ash". Finn's eyes flashed a dangerous gold. He didn't want me masked; he want
tle and ash. I looked over to Finn. His eyes filled with conflict. He growl
hing that proves she's aliv
n's trackers catch a whiff of the Silver Blood, they won't
Survival was of the utmost. I cautiously dabbed th
be hiding your scent. You should be blending it with mine. I am
to scent-mark, Finn. No
redatory offense. His nostrils flared, trying to chase the last w
ot a permanent state." He didn't look reassured. He looked
et out a breath I hadn't re
ined was the Dead Zone - a neutral territory inhabited
ver and grey, sharp as a photograph. I could see th
iding off a fern fifty yards away, and beneath it all, the heavy, rhythmic thud
rom my mind. 'How many of your kin
nn froze in his tracks. He turned t
How many 'kin' did you hunt fo
cold eyes of a killer
that makes me a monster in your eyes, fine. But I'm the monster
ground. How could my so called f
for threats in the distance. Kaelin's army wa
r threadline being pulling taut. Finn was so focused on loo
anymore; I was a kinetic force. I slammed into Finn's chest, t
l net hissed through the air, landing exactly where he had just been
straddling him in the mud. Heat rushed
would have burned through my
a legendary Hound, you have
energy shot through my body as I felt him between my legs. The contact was electric, a searing heat that threatened to m
ible, but it can't hide the heat of you."

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