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Malia

Focussing on my hand, I run my thumb over the palm. There wasn’t even a tiny mark. It had been so long since I had healed this quickly.

Over the years, Brant and the pack had great fun in trying to make the bruises last longer than a few seconds. Hitting me harder and harder, sometimes, breaking my bones, only to hit me again once they had healed.

After I was bound the final time, the b