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“Arya is the eldest and my successor. That is Alva, Anka, and Avie. And the only boy, Arjo.”
I hummed, amused by their names and captivated by their beauty. “A tattoo?” I pointed to baby Alva’s shoulder.
“Yes. Alva and Anka have their first tattoo already. Avie’s and Arjo’s will follow. And once all of their birth tattoos appear, we can safely leave your pack in peace.”
“Oh, your tribe can always stay here longer,” I said, worried that the tribe will encounter danger out there while going back to Oceania.
“Thank you, Etheral.” Alpha Arva held my shoulder and we walked towards a large window. “But we can’t stay longer.”
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