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“Romi?” Jade was sitting beside him, her head rested on his shoulder and her hand lazily knit with his. “The hunters, have they been getting worse? Because I… I worry about you. A lot.” A teen wasn’t used to worrying about her boyfriend and his family getting savagely murdered, just because someone thought they were bad.
Romi looked down at the girl in his arms. “I-I don’t know. We haven’t heard from them in a while. But don’t worry about us. There’s ten of us and four of them.” He tried to sound confident.














