Chapter 8

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"Complicated?" I supplied bitterly. "Dangerous," she corrected. "The Northern Alliance has spies everywhere. If they discovered not only that the Shadowmoon heir survived but that she was fated to the Maxwell quad..." My stomach twisted. "It would put a target on all of us." "Yes." She reached for my hand, and I was too exhausted to pull away. "What exactly did Liam tell you?" I recounted everything: the secret cabin, the files on my birth pack, the survivors scattered across the country. With each revelation, Marla's face grew more troubled. "And then he kissed me," I finished, my voice barely audible. Marla's sharp intake of breath confirmed this was news to her. "Did you... feel anything?" "I felt everything," I admitted, fresh tears welling up. "That's the problem." She squeeze

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