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t their e

asional grunt of pain. Blood stained the dirt path, and the weight of their dead

een what h

had thrown one as if it weighed nothing. Th

d and tense. He hadn't spoken a

ple rushed to greet the returning hunters, their relief turning to horr

ard. This was his

been after him... would

e settling on Eamon. He barely nodded before pushing past the gathering crowd and headi

ded to

d him, his breaths ragged. His arm still burned, but it

ong

st

on

gil burned into his flesh. The sight of it sent a strange

d Ar

d to

before the villagers decided he was as

e door nearly

ve's voice.

ed before

ed of herbs and damp earth, her ever-watchful eyes scanning his fac

ay, startled. "

darkened. "Yo

You... you know

h. "I suspected for year

h twisted. "Su

ion unreadable. Then she leaned

om Black Hollow, Eamon. You w

ough him. "What

uch from her cloak. Carefully, she unwrappe

of fad

breath

ent-shaped mark that n

ound," Maeve murmured. "The night the werewo

d. "That's not pos

was buried long ago. But if the werewolves spared you to

n the clot

no longer conten

ight of her words

t some outcas

't just

ething els

e truth, he had to

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