Grace Baldwin

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I didn’t know what pookas were, but by the flash of alarm on the Mist King’s face, I knew I didn’t want to find out. “Get behind me,” he barked, drawing the sword from the sheath at his back. Power rumbled in the cave. “Don’t try anything stupid.” I scowled as he edged in front of me, blocking my body from anything that might shoot in from outside the cave. “What makes you so sure I’d try something stupid?” “I’ve spent more than five minutes in your presence,” he threw over his shoulder. “That was enough.”
Of Mist and Shadow (The Mist King, #1)
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