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062 | THE GREYHIDE CANYON PACK

Ares and I were left alone after the Medic had checked him over. I’d felt numb throughout, staring blankly at the deep, oozing marks slicing down Ares’s chest. He was yet to wake, and I was helpless to do anything but wait by his side until he did.

I’d tried the door six times. I knew it was locked. It didn’t stop me from getting up and trying it a seventh. We were only here because Ares needed to rest and heal, but I didn't like feeling trapped regardless.

With a sigh, I slumped back onto the end of his bed. I curled my legs beneath me; I’d heard young wolves in Blue Moon call it sitting “criss-cross apple sauce,” and remembering that faint sound, of girlish laughter and high-pitched voices, made me smile. It faded as I looked around the room, re-assessing it for the hundredth time since we’d been brought here.

There wasn’t much to look at. Redwood planks made up the walls, and a few makeshift cots unfurled down the length of one. Only one bed had a frame – the one Ares had been plac
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