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... whisper as she looked at the heavy door, then back at Clara, who was now little more than a terrified woman trembling against the doorframe, stripped of the mystery that had made her so formidable.
"Why the fuck is your child hunting us?" Isabella’s voice rose in a panic. "You used your magic to leash it to your will, and now you’re telling me you just... let go? Didn’t you call yourself its mama?"
Clara’s mouth worked, but no sound came out at first. Her white eyes were wide, f ...
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