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rom the market. One that would not insult him or her pocket. What Adara h

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calm and slightly slack as he crouched low by the

he blood from his face and smoot

teful entitlement in his. One shoulder rose in a nonchalant shrug as she looked down and dug a

nothing. Adara watched as he flicked a few beads of water in

ment then looked back at the fishing rod floating i

lie

't like your

hued her cheeks. This time she avoided his searing eyes and shifted her weight to the side,

ce was much calmer and lacked any edge to it. Gentle enough for her gaze to slid sideway

gave her, "I am." Her arms twitched with the urge to cross the

ly sound was rippling water and the occasional

't caught

nore the presence still crouched by the water. He seemed content in that

." She grit out. "Cain't f

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s s

lled in just a little bit more, she could see just how intimidating he would be. There was something different in terms of i

hu

ied her with an ease that brought a cold finger to her spine

ils flare

n hel

cted offer left her sligh

no

ively across her chest, the fish rod

the side in an innocent

on

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at

" His eyes lifted t

standing before a werewolf, considering his offer of helping her fish for money. Sh

n sense

with guards and other hounds used to sniff down intruders and

lm confident casualness made her think that he had this plan conjured in his mind from the moment he nearly choked her out in the shed. "Once in a while

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him, a w

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spoke. "Seventy percent of the pr

. So rare was the gesture it was as if the sun had broken through a dark and gloomy sky.

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sidering your lacklustre skills

ng all the other errands on the side. Besides, fishing

won

if

you if you pay heed

al. Here she was negotiating with a werewolf in the middle of the forest. She was sure that alarms would go off in he

ket behind her

the usual cutting words from her uncle directed at her inability to perform

ound to return to the same place she had fought so ha

shirt's hem. She puffed her

rdo

em, "This, how long would

ht. Or was it something else? "It depends on how lo

supp

ou want t

. For a moment, she forgot what she had asked him. Her l

red back into the woods from where he came, "I

figure began to fade into the

w morning. And b

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