Chapter 42 BLOOD MEETS BLOOD

Mara's POV

My mother's hand closes around my wrist and pulls.

Not gently. Not asking. Just pulling me away from Soren like I'm a child who's wandered too far. And I feel the bond between me and Soren stretch like it's made of something physical being torn.

"Don't," I say, trying to pull back towa...

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