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~~CALIX MALZARETH~~
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The little wolf seemed to think she was still in her tiny castle, barking orders around. Keeping her alive was proving to be a challenge, mostly from her own doing.
“She's a feisty one,” I said to Mira. “You'd get used to it.”
Lorcan grinned, his fangs catching the light. “I like her already.”
“Then my work here is done.”
I was already turning toward the door.
And gods, I wanted to mean that. Wanted to walk away and never look back. I couldn't tell why I wanted her alive anyway. Her special blood? If she died, the priestess would just find another way to solve our problem. The wolf was becoming an extra burden I didn't need right now. Since we came back home, I’d done nothing but look after her. Endured my father’s venom. Beheaded two palace guards. Watc
