isabella martin

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He could hear Beth’s voice in the back of his head, scolding him, warning him not to slobber or leave teeth marks, but she wasn’t here. Maybe if he damaged a few spines, she’d somehow sense it and come back. He’d rather be scolded by Beth than be unscolded and alone.
Heir of Uncertain Magic (Whimbrel House, #2)
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