Foolish boy.” she muttered huskily. “You should know by now that I’m your best conspirator and your worst enemy. If you keep something so precious from me again, I’ll shave your head and strangle you with your own curls.”

Tupper laughed softly and whispered, “Allies?”

Ulrica hummed approvingly. “Lucky for you.”

—RAKEFANG by C. J. Milbrandt

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