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I guess the girls had some time to get acquainted.
“Are you guys red wolves like Nate, Jimmy, and Saoirse?” Rose asked.
They shook their heads. “Our side of the family runs to the grayish blonde,” Christine said.
“Ours, too,” I said. “Although, Kam and I are more brown than anything. Our sister, Rina, got the blonde fur.”
“My grandmother on Ma’s side is from South Carolina. She moved to Boston to be with her human husband. Grandma was from a family of red wolves, so Jimmy, Saoirse, and I are red,” Nate explained. It made sense.
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