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She bared her teeth at him and screamed in rage before disappearing and tracing in behind Lochlan, a blade held tightly to his throat as she schooled her features. “It’s only fair, a son for a son,” she said in an eerily calm voice. I wasn’t but five feet from where they stood and with all the training I had in combat, I knew I could unsteady her enough for Lochlan to get away. Blood began to trickle down his neck and adrenaline laced panic coursed through my veins as I rose unsteadily to my feet. I couldn’t lose him. But before I could make a move, his hand nearest me that hung down by his side curled in all but his pointer finger, which slowly shook back and forth. He was telling me no, reminding me of my promise. My heart lurched in rebellion. How could I stand by and watch as he was ki
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