Isabelle Reaves

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Two tall shadows stepped forward from the edge of the arena. They stalked across the bloody sand. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up. As the two men headed in my direction, they were somehow more feral than the monstrous wolf and jaguar that walked beside them. Both animals bared their teeth as they stared at me.
Blood of Hercules (Villains of Lore, #1)
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