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nothing.
Fenrys spotted him and bared his teeth.
Lorcan gave him a mocking smile.
Yes, that fight would come later. He’d
welcome it, the chance to ease the tightness
from his bones, to let Fenrys tear into him a
bit.
He wouldn’t kill the wolf, though. Fenrys
might try to kill him, but Lorcan wouldn’t do
it. Not after what Fenrys had endured—what
he’d managed to do.
Elide emerged from belowdecks, hair
braided and smooth. As if she’d been up
before the dawn. She barely looked his way,
though he knew she was well aware of his
location. Lorcan blocked out the hollow pang
in his chest.
But Aelin spied him, and there was more
clarity in her face than there’d been these past
few days as she stalked for where he stood.