Curse of the Wolves
My stomach tightened at the thought.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” Katya murmured, frowning at the look that must’ve crossed my face.
I flinched, “Azrael hasn’t seen them, has he?”
She folded her hands over the front of her gown, “No, he has not. I assume you want it to stay that way?”
“For now, yes.” Thankfully, she didn’t question how weird that was.
Her delicate brows furrowed as she glanced down at my bare shoulders, “You do know your scars are actually—”
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