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CULLEN Cerys tried to level me with her best hard stare. A little wrinkle formed between the angry set of her eyebrows. Remi claimed the twins looked like us, but I could see every ounce of my mate behind that small, vicious stare. I could admire the determination to help someone they cared for, but I would rather my claws be extracted from my paws than let my pups get into the middle of the dragonborns’ argument. I huffed, wanting them to move back. Needing them to move away. Callum remained behind his sister, trying to get a look at Fifi just beyond me. The witch running to Fifi’s rescue wasn’t ideal. Gentry shouted over and over at me and Calder to do something. A frisson of heat pulsed through my whole body as I curled my claws into the dirt. I wanted to take a chunk out of the ba