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... cent cut through the air like a knife — hot, coppery, unmistakable. Blood.
Hermes knew it too well. Too intimately.
"Something’s wrong."
He bolted from the kitchen without another word, Aphrodite and the Grrberus pups running after him.
They rounded the corner into the living room...
And the sight that greeted them was not a pleasant one.
Apple sat on the couch, casually cradling Somner, teeth buried in his throat. Crimson streaked his chin, drippi ...
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