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... d of guard-barking, making my already pounding head throb harder.
Holding the frying pan up sounds easy, but it doesn’t take long for the weight to start wearing on my wrist. It’s an eye-opening example of precisely how weak I am.
"Grace? Grace Harper?" The voice outside carries a rough edge of irritation now. It’s male, deep, and both generic and vaguely familiar.
But vaguely familiar could mean anyone; I don’t recognize every Blue Mountain pack voice. Just the ones I ru ...
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