The screams from the mother were deafening: anguished crying out into the evening sky. The child was gone. I could feel my throat constrict, as we came closer to the scene. The have returned.

" Something's wrong," I mumbled. "They never leave the forest."

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“One way or another, your precious pet Mint will be my entertainment.”

“Escorts have the right to select their buyer, Minos,” I remind him coldly. “There are always better options.”

He laughs; the sound slithers beneath my skin. “Not in a private auction.”

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