Jay Drasich

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Fejo held Vanessa’s stare, and she mentally calmed herself, knowing he was right. She slid the knife away from Klinara’s throat. “This is for my mate,” she hissed into the woman’s ear. Using the grip she had on the back of Klinara’s head, she smashed her face into the ground. Klinara let out a grunt and passed out.
Using Fejo (Clecanian, #5)
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