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Blood & Fur - Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Price
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My body froze like a deer sensing a hunter, each of my muscles tensing up tighter than ropes around a hanged man’s neck. My thoughts swirled inside my skull. A thousand worrying possibilities came up, though I had grown experienced enough to hide my concern under a mask of feigned confusion.
My first thought was: How could she have found Mother?
My second was: She’s lying.
But then I wondered if Iztacoatl was telling the truth, and if so, for what purpose; ...
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