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I can’t help but gasp out the single word.
“Oh, yeah. The mysterious she-wolf, who one day just randomly showed up on Midnight packlands. Surely, you’ve had to have noticed.”
“I mean…I know that Maxon…”
“Maxon?” growls a deep male voice, a familiar deep male voice, and one that definitely sounds jealous.
Turning around towards the treeline, where the voice came from, I come face to face with someone that I’ve come to consider a good friend.
Only a friend.
Stunned, I mutter, “Zach?”
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