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9. Rabid i
~ Helick went back to Lochlan's house with the others. He was more than relieved to find that neither Ava nor Marx was around. It was easier to keep a secret without those two poking holes in him. The others seemed to behave as normal, so Ava had said nothing. Not that he would admit it to her, but he was grateful. It gave him time to consider what to do next. He knew what the right thing was. He just did not know what to do next that did not involve that.
After hours of going back and forth with himself, he spoke to his brother. Give him a chance to explain. Maybe he’d tried to fight off the attacker. Maybe he had tried saving the wounded hikers, and that was what got the blood on his fur. Maybe… Helick stopped himself. If any of those things were true, Garrick would have disclosed it.
He would lead the charge to find the attacker if he knew
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