The Law of Beasts Book 1 - Act 2: VULTORIAN

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ed off the radar altogether. Became an industrialist. Brought my mother in on it. They flourished! Built generational wealth. They were very smart...b

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arms. "I've missed you!

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tion that. Patricia. Stay here. Stay he

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her gut, wouldn’t allow her to relax. She kept

atricia started. “Who wants

n. "I'm sure that will be a

nts, but I traveled so much home became just a house unfamiliar to me the longer I stayed away

print while you properly mourn them. One less thin

er from another mother. We've been close since we were kids.

parent's estate in years. I wouldn't even know w

replaced with a comforting grin, yet darkness hid behind

loose ponytail. The essence of his flair poured

yet. I've been so busy worki

hat for you as

rigorous schedule to even call my advisor. I had to pencil in this

secret cuffs. “Since you're moving in, you can

er?” Patricia

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twenty-three, the second oldest is twe

Moderna saw it in her eyes.

love you," said Moderna,

guest in your home; certainly

your feelings are being considered. We don’

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ied to?" Patricia

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iration. "The multi-billion-d

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hat made Patricia’s undergarments sweat like they were

ar away from Moderna

about the bitch, Patric

t bulb on the Christmas tree or

s upper right shoulder and turned to face a

eak. Dropping her cell phone, she couldn't tear away from his eyes. Her nipp

heir to the O'Neil

my King. You'll just love him,” she gushed

this se