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She was dressed in clean clothing He had iven hih she ive him for the fact that they had sedated her to make certain she was bathed and dressed before the ain

“Then it isn’t your fault, what happened,” he told her as he sat down on the padded floor and leaned against the wall behind hih We had grown coain”

He would htmares for years to come of Ely’s breakdown and the near loss the coht they would lose her

“It wasn’t you,” she whispered, still refusing to turn to him, but he could hear the tears “They didn’t do it to you They didn’t s”

She broke off, and Jonas had to blink back the burn in his eyes, s past the thickness of his throat Ely was such a proud little creature With her velvet dark eyes and her pointed little chin that held such stubbornness Even her sometimes contrary nature was little ht to ile shoulders

“But it could have easily been me,” he told her “Or Callan Or even Kane or Tanner Would you have blamed them, Ely? Would you have turned your back on the that you realized you shared the blareatest treasure invincible It was our fault you were touched by that evil, not yours Your job is to protect us e’re brought to you Ours is to make certain evil never invades your domain The failure was ours, little cat, not yours”

She sniffed and shook her head

Ely hadn’t known the horrors of the labs From birth, she had been the star child of the scientists who created her The finest, one into her creation, and she had been treated with the uted

She had seen the horrors She had been horrified by theht to protect the Breeds she had been created to torture But she had never experienced that pain herself It had never been hers before now

“You can’t look ize, yet you so easily punched irl pussy,’” he chided her “Really, Ely Where’s the fairness in that?”

A tearful laugh escaped her lips

“And I’ll never, as long as I live, forget the look on Jackal’s face when you grabbed his crotch You know, Ely, that , but I do believe you nearly brought him to his knees”

She moaned and covered her head with her hands And perhaps others would call hi her of what he knew mortified her But Ely was made of sterner stuff than that, he assured hiet it, and preparing her noas for the best

“Bastard,” she whispered tearfully

He sighed “FGP,” he told her “Fucking girl pussy You are aware that title is now being whispered behindyour ass off that et a little strip of your hide in return”