Swiftcurrent Creek rasputin

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Whether she understood him or not remained a mystery to him. The foreign words drew his ire with a furrowed brow and a rakish snarl, teeth baring for a moment. He didn’t trust she wouldn’t lunge once more—his own anger simmering in the background as he half circled her, rumbling his discontent.

Break her neck? Seemed harsh sentence for a thief of a cache—force her to vomit up what she stole?

Satisfying. But a tad dark, maybe.

Make her stay, and repay what she had stolen? It wouldn’t be worth the effort of having to keep her in line and under a watchful gaze. They were limited in numbers as it were, and his efforts were invested elsewhere—wherever Viinturuth might be, while scouting out for the man who had taken Mae’s eyesight.

“Leave,” he hissed. “Don’t let me catch you in this fucking valley again.”