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The door to my room hadn’t even fully clicked shut before the rage I’d been suffocating since the meeting erupted.
"Are you completely out of your mind?"
I spun around to face Avelora. She stilll reeked of anxiety but beneath that was that stubborness that made Torin roar in frustration. I paced the the lenght of the rug, my claws involuntarily pricking against my palms as my hands clenched into tight fists. I was losing my grip on my temper. The thought of her in those woods, flesh torn, blood on the snow, gone forever, was like a reeated violent punch on my gut.
"I was trying to fix it." Avelora snapped back, crossing her arms over her chest. She looked so small standing against thewall in my room, yet she was standing her ground like she actually stood a chance against the s
