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Chapter 17: The First Thread

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I felt him before I saw him.

I was walking back from the market with Lyra's small hand tucked in mine, a bag of groceries swinging from my free hand, when the prickle hit the back of my neck, the specific awareness my wolf had sharpened over six years of training to never, ever ignore. I glanced sideways without turning my head fully.

A man on the opposite side of the road. Lean. Weathered. Walking at exactly my pace, not fast enough to close distance, not slow enough to fall behind.

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  • The Luna He Chose Was My Cousin    Chapter 17: The First Thread

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