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... he was always good at hiding what she felt. She wore a mask for every room. Not today. Today her mask was slipping. Badly.
I could not blame her.
Most wolves only guessed I had died. But Camilla knew. She had seen my body. She had taken the picture of me cold, bruised, motionless. She had proof.
Now she stood before me in a red coat. She looked at me like she had seen a ghost. The calm on her face felt thin.
I was not calm either. Inside, my wolf was a storm. Old ...
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