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His gaze caught on the burn—a strip of mottled pink skin from my elbow to halfway down my forearm—and he bared his teeth like he was ready to chomp someone’s head right off. “Who did this to you?” he repeated in an even more ominous voice.
The Stalking Dead (Gang of Ghouls, #1)
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