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... explaining before the room broke into overlapping protests.
"You went alone?" Ymir’s words snapped like icicles. His pale eyes burned sharp, his arms locked tight over his chest. "Without telling us? Without backup?"
Aphrodite was sitting by the couch, hands raking through his pink hair. "It could’ve been a trap, Hermes. A hundred percent could’ve been a trap."
Somner was pacing. "Trap or not, it doesn’t add up. A golden boy of their little secret club just riskin’ his n ...
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