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she continued to surprise him; mahler had not expected her low words, and his heartstrings thrummed with a wild beat.
"knave?" he exclaimed with a broad laugh, true mirth shimmering through him as he watched the she-wolf twist about into the flowerbed.
wylla wound herself catlike 'round one of his pillared legs, teeth flashing toward the thinner fur. the gargoyle crowed another laugh and pulled backward, seeking to drag her across the wet grass with a dramatic sigh. "you make a beautiful bracelet, liebende."