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... ith the boy. My boy. I could feel it deep in my bones, in my wolf’s restless growl. Slowly, I turned to Nathan. My voice came out rough, trembling with rage.
"So you found her," I said, my eyes locked on his. "She’s here, in your pack. And you didn’t think to tell me? Even after knowing how I’ve been searching for her all these years?"
Nathan’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t answer. He turned, his broad shoulders stiff as he walked back toward the packhouse. I followed, my boots st ...
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