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Where the hell were you when she wanted you?" I ask once more, feeling two sets of hands hovering over my arms to lift me up and away from the werewolf.

Stop !” a voice orders me that I perceive as Jay's.

Angel remains strong with the help of Sasha and her mother. My father and the tall wolf with light hair take care to get me far enough away from him.

"Okay, stop," I mumble and break his hold more effectively than I intended.

Therefore, the coat redirects its added and complete regard for me, making me cringe with indignation.

Gabriel, Justoedith isn't the one who was harmed in particular,” she tells me in a firm tone.

Snort, not stressed in the least by the blood stain on Angel 's white shirt . Whatever happens, he has it Righteous .

—My God, he will repair,— biss .

Angel looks inward, her eyes reflecting bitterness and agony, yet she doesn't intrigue me. I investigate the room to my left and see Justoedith , wearing a breathing device and dark lines creasing the skin on her neck an
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