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Katya “I thought it was that museum place,” I mutter to no one in particular as my eyes scan the monstrous thing before us. “Dominic moved it,” Ezra supplies, a little too calmly for my liking. I glance at Mateo. His eyes dart to mine and he quickly looks away, I can feel his nerves a mile away. It’s clear he is worried because we are here. It takes all but a moment until the realization hits me, and my eyes widen in shock. “He is going to challenge me, isn’t he?” The question is instinct. “Yes, that’s why it is here.” Ezra nods. “You said he may. If he had every intention of challenging me all along, why didn’t you say something?” I try to keep my voice low and even in an attempt to not startle the kids. In reality, all I want is to f*****g strangle Ezra for keeping this from m