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Everleigh Miles** Dear Readers, this is the end of The Pack’s Rebels. I know! You want more. That much has become clear from your comments on the apps and my social media, and I’m so very flattered that you want to read more about Havermouth. It is the highest compliment an author can receive. With that in mind, I will write a new book in 2024, because I do write for my readers, and I know from your comments that many of you want to see the Happily Ever After, the pregnancy, and the Triquetra and Talen as fathers, as well as what happens next. They have, after all, won the battle for Havermouth, but not the war against the Van Helsings. Please follow my social media for updates. Thank you for reading, and I am so grateful that you have joined me on this adventure. **
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