Think, Briar. Think

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FENRYS' POV -- Holy cow...holy f*****g cow. She didn't just say that...She didn't just say, "Then shut me up," Because I swear...'Get it together,' Helion scoffed inside my head. His deep voice pulling my head out of my ass. I stare down at her flustered face, her chest rising and falling faster and faster as she holds my gaze. 'She told you to shut her up.' Helion drawls out, and it dawns on me that I'm standing here like an i***t, staring at her, admiring her. Which I totally shouldn't be doing. "And when I say shut me up..." Her head juts forward, "I mean slit my throat because I can't help you." My eyes widen, "What?" I ask flabbergasted. How can she suggest I kill her when I can't even be around for a whipping? Briar lifts her chin, eyes narrowing on me. "I know nothing." She grit

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