Matched (Mortal, Book Three)
I yelp in pain, my leg throbbing as I try to push myself up.
But before I can, the Hunter is on me. She grabs me by the hair and yanks me up to my feet, her sword at my throat.
"Don't move," she hisses, her breath hot against my cheek.
I freeze, my heart racing as I stare at the silver blade. This is it. The end.
But then ... a rustling in the trees. The Hunter's head snaps to the side, her grip on me faltering.
And that's when I see him. Gregory emerges from the trees, his lips curled into a snarl. With a fierce determination in his eyes, he lunges at the Hunter, knocking her to the ground.
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