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Both dogs seized in surprise but I held my hands firmly to them as they stumbled to the ground and collapsed in convulsions. Once they were both still, their chests no longer rising with breath, I stepped back and assessed the site with a cold indifference. This was my home and I would not allow these Fae creatures to destroy it. I packaged up the horror, fear, and self-doubt into a box and tucked it deep inside me—there was no room for it in my life. Pulling out my phone, I texted Lochlan the park name and need for a cleanup before turning to continue on my walk. I could not afford let fear have me slinking off to hide in the corner. Morgan and her evil Fae army were coming, and I had to be ready. My magic settled back to a resting state, but I now walked with purpose, my head held high.
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