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The Hunter He Never Forgot

Dean Winchester yanked a half-conscious female hunter out of a burning barn outside Pontiac, Illinois, and the second their skin touched, a demon's hex snapped shut around both of them like a bear trap — 20 feet apart maximum, or they both bleed out from the inside. He doesn't know her name yet. She knows exactly who he is. The demon they're both hunting has 48 hours to finish a ritual that cracks open a hell gate, and the only two people who can stop it are now magically handcuffed to each other in a motel room with one bed, one gun, and twelve years of unfinished history neither of them has admitted out loud.