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Protecting Those We Care for
“I don’t know what she thought.” Alaric murmured.
“She’s very naïve.” Draven said. Though his tone was flat. Indicating what he believed to be fact and not insult.
“She’s broken.”
“Why? We were nothing but decent to her.”
“She feared wolves before she came to us.”
“That’s ridiculous!” Draven’s black-haired head fell back as he looked at the sky. Giving an agitated gesture. “Why in Ferus…”
“I don’t know. But I will find out.”
Draven’s head fell forward, and he gave his brother a pensive look. “I know you, Alaric. If you’re telling me you’re going to take care of this mess, I’ll trust you to do it. But I am warning you, Brother. She comes hunting for us, she’ll have less than one breath left when her men begin marching.”
Alaric gave him an angry glower.
“Keep in mind that if she does that, she’s endangering my mate.”
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