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but Joseph kept his eyes on the cub. A second laugh answered from farther off, then a third. The hyenas had found them. Emma took one slow step forward, and the cub bared his tiny teeth. At the movement, Mara’s chest gave the faintest lift beneath the weight of the log. Emma saw it too. “She’s alive,” she whispered. Joseph did not look away from the continue reading …
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