Third Person's POVAdelaide gently pressed Paisley down by her shoulders, guiding her into a chair.She turned to order Beata to bring some warm mulled mead and roasted nuts from the kitchen, and then smiled."Listen, you do whatever you want. That is hardly a major crisis. Even if it turns into one, Lance and I have more than enough clout to handle it.""Easy for you to say, but I really lost my head today." Paisley ran a frustrated hand through her hair.She'd honestly thought her wolf was getting less volatile, but she'd still gone and flipped out.Adelaide comforted her gently."The Independent Center is our baby, and someone actually had the nerve to drag its name through the dirt. Listen, if you'd told me yesterday that Sidney was the one pulling the strings, I swear I'd have gone with you to beat her up!""Come on, you've never been as reckless as me." Paisley looked up, staring deep into her eyes."Stop trying to make me feel better. Tell me the truth: is what I did today goin
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