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... vironments, they all watched the torrential rain outside the cave with worried frowns. They were concerned that the tribe’s stored prey wouldn’t be enough to last through the rainy season.
Elias Moretti was coiled in his crimson snake form, his scales gleaming with a cold luster.
He raised his head slightly, his forked tongue flicking toward the curtain of rain, tasting the scents carried on the air.
He stared at the downpour, but his thoughts were of Evangeline.
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