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Sera

Mina’s hands were on me again, shaking my shoulder. I didn't want to open my eyes. My body felt like it was held together by bruises and stubbornness.

"Training, Sera. Get up," Mina whispered, her voice tight with nerves. "Yvara is waiting in the yard. You can't be late again. Not after yesterday."

I didn't move. I kept my eyes squeezed shut, burying my face deeper into the dark furs that still smelled faintly of the woods and snow .

"Sera, please," Mina pushed, her hands more urgent now.
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  • My Second Chance Mate is a Barbarian    150 Idiot

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  • My Second Chance Mate is a Barbarian    149 Easy Boy

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  • My Second Chance Mate is a Barbarian    148 Escaping

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    SeraNight fell fast, and with it, the temperature plummeted. We had three fires going, but the heat didn't seem to travel more than six inches past the flames. I sat on a log by the middle fire, pulling the wagon fur around my shoulders, shivering so hard my teeth were literally clicking together.

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  • My Second Chance Mate is a Barbarian    08 Talking To No One

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  • My Second Chance Mate is a Barbarian    10 Arrival

    SeraThe sound changed first.The open, biting wind of the trail died away, replaced by a deep, resonant echo. The wagon wheels stopped crunching over frozen dirt and began to strike something solid and smooth. Stone. Large, fitted blocks that sang under the horses' hooves. We were passing under an

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