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Chapter 68

Perrin

My blood turned cold. “Mistra, this isn’t what it looks like.” 

Mistra’s dark hair fans out behind her as she strides into the room.

“And what exactly does it look like, Perrin?” Her voice is dangerously calm. She eyes me coldly. She’s tall--very tall for a she-wolf, and looks me dead in the eye. Normally a wolf wouldn’t do that to the Alpha Dauphin, but under the circumstances….

“I had a rough night, mom.” Kira is straining to keep her own voice calm and strong. She remains huddled in her towel on the bed, but her bare shoulders can be seen. The implications don’t look good. 

“As if I didn’t know? Stumbling into our quarters reeking of vodka and

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