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“I’d take the guts over that any day. That cat is either violently ill or Satan himself came outa its arsehole in shit form. I’ll never get the burn outa my eyes,” Frank growled.
“Mine,” he growled, leaning back to glare down at me. “What happened in there?”
“I have claimed penance in the purest form. I’ve fallen in love with his flesh and blood.”
“I love her to my bones and there ain’t no pain in this world I wouldn’t suffer through to be standing here at her back. This was my road in life, and I’m glad I took no other turns because it led me here to you, Anya. I’ve claimed you from your
brothers in a way. You’re mine. Ours. You may be a Volkov, but you’re a Butcher now too, and better than...
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