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Chapter 8
November 21, 1865
Henry POV
The snow had started around nine this morning. I wasn’t worried at first. Matthew and I had just returned from lunch in the dining hall when the snow began to come down more heavily. As I stared out of the window of his house, I asked, “Matt, will they make it? Everything in me is telling me to go and find her! But my brain knows that it’s foolish. I could get lost so quickly in this!”
I heard him come up behind me, “Best we can do is wait. I know you don’t want to hear that. But as you said, you could be lost and then what happens to Abigail. She’ll be crushed knowing you died trying to find her in a blizzard. She’s with Wohali. He knows the land and he knows storms. Trust our friend to get her back safely.”
I nodded. My head knew he was right. But my heart didn’t want to listen. The alpha part of my brain was gr
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