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Chapter 64 Poor Prospects

  • “Mmm.” Rebekah murmured. Liking the sound of that.
  • “Don’t let it go to your head, she-wolf.” He pointed to a hazy shape ahead. “You’ve a task just ahead.”
  • The bleary outline near them moved forward and stepped from the grass. Turning to a bare leg slipping between bits of leather as her foot touched the ground. Drawing the immediate attention of the three wolves surrounding Marta, as they awaited a chance at her.
  • One lunged, growling at the woman, materializing from shadows.
  • Another woman, who’d been entirely invisible moments ago.
  • Startling the animal as she took form.
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