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Chapter 132

“Make sure he’s not dead back there.” I grunted, glancing in the rearview mirror to see Brandon slumped over.

Clara unbuckled her seatbelt and turned around. I could smell her sugary sweet perfume as her curly hair brushed against my shoulder. A few muffled jabs sounded from the backseat, and it took me a few seconds to realize she was poking and prodding at him.

“Get up, Brandon. You lost some blood, quit being a baby. Not all of us have supernatural healing.” She scolded him, “you’re lucky I don’t just throw you out of this car—hunting me down and making a mess of my life.”

Brandon groaned and mumbled something unintelligible, which was proof enough that he hadn’t died in the backseat of this rusted mustang. I’m sure he’d throw a fit knowing he expired on cracked leather that smelled strongly of tobacco and cat piss.

“I’ve called dibs on killing him.” I told

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suz
I thought they were going to drive and not take the plane
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shonte25
So Lola isn't going to tell him witches ate hiding in the pack n they're in Danger ...
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Janet Fritz
I'm loving pt.2 can't wait for more.
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