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Chapter Forty Nine

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SILAS

Of all the fucking assignments Lorenzo could have given me, teaching Ellie hand-to-hand combat had to be the cruelest form of torture imaginable.

Three days. It had been three days since we'd decided she needed to learn how to defend herself, and three days since I'd volunteered—like the masochistic idiot I apparently was—to be the one to teach her the basics. Lorenzo and Noir had been busy fortifying our defenses and tracking Nikolai's movements, which left me alone with the one woman wh
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