Mencheres dropped his hands from my shoulders. “You know that’s what he wants. He’ll want to trade, you for her.”

“Then I’ll do it,” I said.

Bones’s grip on me turned to steel. “No, you won’t.

Autor: Jeaniene Frost

Mencheres dropped his hands from my shoulders. “You know that’s what he wants. He’ll want to trade, you for her.”<br /><br />“Then I’ll do it,” I said.<br /><br />Bones’s grip on me turned to steel. “No, you won’t. - Jeaniene Frost




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