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Ch. 78 Hang On

Cary’s POV

Despite our agreement that we all needed rest, none of us went back to sleep. Colton was curled up in our bed, the sheets tucked under his nose so he could cling to Mallory’s scent like a lifeline. Clay was probably in the office, analyzing every known detail of Alpha Quade’s territory. And I was sitting on the floor in the back of our closet with one of Mallory’s shirts pressed to my face.

Which of us was the most pathetic was a toss up. At least Clay was doing something but that had always been his coping mechanism. He was as close to losing his shit as the rest of us. If we didn’t get our mate back soon, the famous Black Moon Alpha Triplets would be nothing more than three feral wolves, incapable of leading a pack. Incapable of anything without our Luna.

I couldn’t feel my bond with Mallory and it was the absolute worst feeling in the world. I assumed the others couldn’t either but I hadn’t asked. Talking about it would make it real. I just couldn’t face that. Not yet.
Cara Anderson

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