Fiancé to Fiend, Sister to Slayer

in the dayroom of the Orego

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rds Chloe, claw

eked, her voice a raw wound. "You sto

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s handsome features twisted. "I kn

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tried to see Mark. His men...

went dead

e, d

fire ignited

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mo

ing him tight against me. The metal cart

, clawing

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ease form. Sign it. Temporary

nature on a blank form I'd palmed from

Dr. Albright, rushed over

ce was

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hter. His face w

d, my voice a low growl.

led as he snatched the fo

He crumpled to t

te Mental Health Center, the s

regon air

like rain a