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He needs to get somewhere. Somewhere safe. Somewhere where he can hide.
A hut, in the rain, maybe he can go there. He hates the place, he really does, but there's nowhere else to go. Feet pounding on the ground, Joel grits his teeth and dashes up to the house, pounding on the door with a urgent franticness.
"Who is it?" Scott asks, opening it.
Joel glares at him and he's very aware of how much he looks like a wet puppy, there in the doorframe. But instead of dwelling on it, he jumps into the house and slams the door shut for Scott, falling limply onto the ground after that's done.
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Faes are hunted for their wings, and their magic. Other hybrids are hunted for their abilities. No one is safe, and it seems that Joel isn't either.
He goes to the only person he can think of.
Series
- Part 1 of eyes of wool (please keep me safe)