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Chapter 13

Grim, my visit with Arram 

My body was shaking in my anger. I figured the witch cursed me in some manner to convince me we were mates. I pounded on Arram's front door. I heard a muffled voice,"Relax yourself, I'm an elderly man that moves slowly." The door opened and Arram stood there eyeing me oddly. His long white hair and beard blended together, framing his sharp hawk-like features making

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