CHAPTER SEVENTY/TWO

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TRISTAN'S POV My thoughts wandered from place to place as I sat waiting for Thalia in the room. My mind wandered back to that mark on her back and the way she spoke about it. Clearly, she really had no idea how it came to be, and that bothered me. I've seen that mark somewhere before, I know I have. I just can't figure out where, and it's killing me. It's killing me not being able to tell whether or not it was possible that this thing could bring any kind of harm to her. She said it herself she wasn't born with it. It just came out of nowhere. So what if its appearance signified something? Something dangerous maybe? How can I possibly protect her if I don't even know what really threatens her? I have to find out. I must find out what that mark is and why the hell it got on my mate. I wi

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