Sorcha turned on her heel and grabbed the boy by the ear. His yelp sounded eerily like that of a wounded puppy. “I tell you what to do because you need to learn how to respect your elders. Go get the others before I leave an imprint of my boot on your behind.” “You wouldn’t dare.” “Try me, pup.” He glared for a few moments before his shoulders rounded in defeat. She gave his ear one more twist before setting him off. Oona chuckled. “You’ll have him fawning over you in no time.” “The boy needs to listen.” “The boy is halfway in love with you, and you hardly cast him a glance.” “Of course I
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Cute!
