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Moth let out a weak whimper of pain, his voice faint now. Determination flooded me, hot and demanding. I wasn’t going to make him face them alone—not if I could help it. I wasn’t going to let them rip him away from me again and hurt him.
Moth (Monstrous, #5)
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