WICKED PROVIDENCE Book 2
He excused himself, and when he returned, he asked Harper, "A fellow seeker is nearby. May he join the circle?"
Harper shrugged. "The more the merrier. Wayne makes friends with every wanderer on the path."
Avery continued to drink, the numbness spreading. But soon, the alcohol turned on her, a sharp, twisting pain hitting her stomach.
Startled by Avery’s sudden pallor, Harper moved to help. "Let me lead you to the clearing for some air."
But Avery, fighting the urge to retch, pushed her away. "No... I am fine. Just a dizzy spell. I can walk. I need the cold wind to settle my wolf."
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