Please,” she cried. “Please.” A fierce roar split the night, shaking the ground, rattling the trees. Suddenly Maddox was beside her again, drowning out the voices. “Foolish Bait,” he spat. More to himself, he added, “Foolish warrior.” Crying.
-Gena Showalter
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