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She placed her hand on her chest, her breath coming quick. “I can’t deal with this now.” She shook her head rapidly. “I need to go.” “Where?” Fear for her safety climbed skyward. “Anywhere.” She gestured outward. “Anywhere but here.” The pain sawed in my chest. In other words, away from me. “But the danger⁠—”
Mated to the Gargoyle (Mated to the Monster)
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