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ABL 65: Clashing Claws

Miall

Amanah stared at me with her arms crossed over her chest. I looked at her from the side of my eye and copied her actions.

She had been staring at me since Malakhi left after his big entrance, which I thought was useless, but he had to barge in here and pretend to be concerned when we both knew he didn't really care about what happened.

Drystan was dead. Finally.

I pouted and sat down on my chair, and she tilted her head, clearly offended that I was choosing not to say anything about Drystan's death. Honestly, I was relieved that whoever killed him helped us immensely, but now I was stuck trying to find a murderer in my pack, so not good.

"So you're not going to say anything?" She finally huffed, and I looked up at her and shrugged while gathering my documents. "Spit it out," she scolded, and I raised my eyebrow.

"Spit what out?"

"Stop mumbling and talk! Why are you mad?"

"I'm not mad," I shook my head, and she pushed her face forward; I had to bite my lip to stop myself from
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