“Ordosians deliberately sleep on a flat and hard surface,” Szaro said in a ‘don’t be silly’ tone. “I do not need the cushion. You do. Now, stop arguing, female. Hunt Leader’s orders.” “Ah!” I said with playful defiance, similar to his falsely commanding tone. “We’re not hunting right now. You can’t dictate what I do.” “Fine,” he grumbled. “Then comply to save your mate from an entire night of being tormented by guilt for making you sleep in inadequate conditions due to his lack of foresight.” “Wow, you really play dirty!” I said, shaking my head at him with a chuckle. “I do what I must to
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