The Scorch

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Reagan said nothing more regarding that topic. “Griffin and the others will join us any moment.” He said before turning his head in Amelia’s direction to meet her eyes that had been on him since he created a distance between them. She had quietly remained inside the shield without causing any trouble. Such behavior was very unlike her, and it unsettled him. Reagan knew for a fact his little mate was up to no good. To make matters worse, he had been unable to grasp anything from her thoughts. Her mind, which usually ran wild, was oddly quiet this time. Either she was not thinking, or she had managed to shut him out. Either way, it meant he should keep his guard up. The ground suddenly began to quake, and Reagan’s eyebrows knitted. He looked at Amelia for another second before turning hi

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