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[Ian] “What are you planning?” I asked. “What I’ve been planning since I accepted this job, Ian. I’m going to kill him. If it’ll make you feel better, you can kill me after that. I only kept living so I could avenge them,” she replied with that same distant look as if she wasn’t talking about her own death. “Mari, I know this is going to sound ridiculous considering I was the one planning to kill you, but giving up like that isn’t like you. I know I haven’t gotten to know you very well, but I know that.” She laughed. “It doesn’t matter. Either you kill me or my great-grandfather kills me for working with werewolves and for kissing one.” “You didn’t know I was a werewolf the first time we kissed. You don’t have to tell him about the time you kissed me after you found out.” Mari let ou