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The Beta retreated The second he was gone far enough down the causeway not to hear her, Claire doubled over, and quietly lost her stomach all over the frost by the chute

Corday did not hear her vo, nor did he see even a hint of the Followers that had surrounded hiht He popped his collar to warm his neck, and shuffled off with his hands buried deep in his pockets—s

Shepherd left Corday in the hands of Jules's teae that caone The false sroup and their fires to sit in solitude, as if invisibly drawn nearer to the place where Shepherd hid in the dark

He could almost reach out and touch her

Once comfortable, the female pulled a worn book out of her pocket and lay back to read Shepherd cocked a brow His littlea book he knew by heart, The Art of War It was oddly endearing, thefuture conversations about the text

What was her favorite passage?

Claire read while most of the women still slept; she read the same book she had read every day since she had found it, and let her eyes linger on me a segment of Shepherd's soul She could see his ht vainly to understand—fixated to the point where she did not notice that Nona stirred

The old wo for Claire

"What wisdo cup of swill into the young woman's hands

Claire tossed the book on the ground as she always did when done with it, treating it badly "According to Sun Tzu, great results can be achieved with s off a bunch of women is a really bad idea"

The old O as she watched Claire sip the coffee and grimace

Nona stroked back Claire's dark hair and teased, "You always did love your cappuccinos, but I'm afraid that's the best I can do"

Looking down at the shitty watered down beverage, Claire tried to banter "I have many reasons to hate Shepherd, but reason number one is that I have not had a decent cup of joe since I was run out of my home… the jerk"