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Chapter 15 - Meredith

Gael, Hakeem, and I had passed out after four hours of non-stop mating.  I was sandwiched between my two men, my head resting on Hakeem’s chest and Gael’s leg and arm thrown over both of us as he snuggled into my back.

I felt as if I had just fallen asleep when flashes and fragments of dreams began to play through my mind.  They were disjointed, speeding through my mind almost too fast to catch.  There is Charlie holding two pups in her arms, the pack being attacked on the western front, Arya fallen to her knees sobbing in the middle of a battlefield, funeral pyres, me looking down at my pregnant stomach with Gael and Hakeem smiling down at me, whoops of victory and wails of defeat.  As the images flit through my mind, a voice enters the chaos. “A war of threes.  Three deaths. Three victories. Three trios. Three losses. Betrayal. Birth. Death. Sorrow. Joy. Warn them, Meredith. Be

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