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My breath lodged as I tried to figure out what the hell to do. Thorn and I kept walking down the hallway because we had to. Otherwise, Peter would know we were watching. “Hey,” Arrow whispered. He lowered his voice. It wasn’t nearly as quiet as it needed to be for Thorn and me not to hear him; however, he had to be loud enough so Peter would with his human ears. “What?” Peter snapped. “I’ve got to pack before my son-in-law knocks my ass out for, like, the tenth time.” Thorn’s amusement wafted through our bond, and a giggle built in my chest. I swallowed to hold it down, afraid it might be too loud if the noise escaped. I sort of wish I could go knock his ass out now, Thorn teased and tugged me to his chest. His sky blue irises lightened, almost matching the diamond flecks in the cente
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