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ALICE
“She’s turning Alice,” Bellamy’s eyes glowed a bit brighter, “I can scent a Freshling anywhere, it’s faint, but-”
“No,” I shook my head, falling to my knees with her still in my arms, “you’re just smelling the Vamp on her, he could have been-”
“It’s not,” Aydin half growled as he went to take Marcy from me but Amara surged forwards, a growl ripping from us that had him halting his movements. I screamed for Nixon out loud, my voice desperate and cracking as my vocal cords cut out, refusing to work as my whole body was trying to reserve what we could to defend ourselves and the Luna.
The door shattered against the wall as he flung it out of his way to get to me, his black eyes meeting my desperate ones after he surveyed the room for threats.
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