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new friend inside you.”
Dread coiled in her stomach, smothering
the pressure.
Moving her to another location—she had
once warned a young healer about that. Had
told her if an attacker tried to move her, they
would most definitely kill her, and she was to
make a final stand before they could.
And that was without the threat of a
Wyrdstone collar traveling closer with each
passing day.
But Cairn wouldn’t kill her, not when
Maeve needed her alive.
Aelin focused on her breathing. In and out,
out and in.
It didn’t keep the oily, sharp fear from
taking hold. From making her start shaking.
“You are to join us, Fenrys,” Cairn said,
laughter in his voice as Aelin slid against the
metal of the box while they walked up the