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A home broken

Mr. Carter swore…profusely.

Every other word from the man’s mouth was enough to make the devil blush. His eyes grew wide, his face pallid as he tried to make sense of the scene that played itself before him.

“Someone, help him up,” Carlton said.

It was a command given in vain. The man wouldn’t let anyone near him, frantically slapping at their hands whenever any reached out to pull him from the corner he’d wedged himself into. “Stay away from me!” He could barely breathe, driving himself to hysterics faster than should’ve been possible.

It was an unnecessary amount of theatrics in the boy’s estimation, as Jamie’s had been. Were sharper teeth and extreme bursts of speed truly so terrifying? Surely, there were things in the world that were infinitely more frightening—and far more likely to cause him harm. Demetrius imagined the man would’ve soiled himself had his wife been a clandestyne and her transformation more dramatic.

Eventually,

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