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THIRTY-EIGHT | WOODSMOKE
Lily
Blinking away the daze of her revelation, Lily shook herself. Elijah’s words swam unbidden in her head, shining light through the fog of uncertainty she carried.
He understood. Perhaps… perhaps Atticus had been a stepping-stone. He had sent her on her journey – to find Elijah. Her second chance mate. Her true mate.
An Alpha that understood the suffering that came with fighting. And, even with the full moon approaching, Lily found that the pit inside her had lessened, had eased. There was still worry, but it was not the gnawing, ever-present ache she’d become accustomed to.
“Come on,” she said, grinning up at him. Linking their hands once more, she nodded to the doorway. “I thought you said we had somewhere to be.”
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