There was no fucking way he was going to leave her alone. She’d nearly exploded in a bloody heap of thorns, and he didn’t think that was an exaggeration. Her magic had done this. It had gained power from her anger, and when it had nowhere to go, it just manifested like this. He knelt beside her, unsure of what to do. She had gone so pale, and it was made worse by the light, which made her blood look black. “Fuck, Persephone. How long has your magic been manifesting like this?” “Don’t you ever listen?” The words slipped from between her clenched teeth. “I could ask the same of you,” he said
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