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Chapter 17: Tamsin's POV

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"You know that bird’s judging us, right?"

Lior’s voice is full of mock-seriousness as he points at a plump little robin perched on the low branch of a nearby tree, its tiny head cocked slightly in our direction.

I squint up at it. "You think so? I think she looks kind. Wise. Maybe a little sad."

He scoffs. "Sad? That bird has probably lived a life of luxury. She's got worms delivered to her tree. She's royalty."

I laugh, the sound bubbling out before I can stop it. It feels good to laugh. It feels even better to laugh with Lior. He always knows how to pull me out of my head which I appreciate more than he knows.

We’re lounging beneath a wide oak at the edge of the eastern meadow, far from the heart of the pack’s territory.

The spring grass is cool beneath us, speckled with wildflowers. The sky is painted in fading golds and oranges, the promise of night just a breath away.

"You always do that," he says after a beat, his voice softer now.

"Do what?" I tilt my head toward him.

"Find th
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