Forty-Two

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Forty-Two Daphne's POV The high walls of the pack house came into view the moment I parked my car in the mansion's driveway. I looked up at the building as I turned down my car's ignition. It wasn't a particularly hot day, but my palms felt clammy and something churned deep in my belly. After school, I'd decided I would come back here to check on things. Of course, I let in Camilla, Harper, and Conan of my plan for the afternoon and they were all okay with it. All of them, except Conan. The moment I mentioned I was coming to see Theo, I watched him tense up. His gaze faltered as he looked everywhere and nowhere at once, but not at me. I noticed how his knuckles turned white as he clung dearly to his school notebook like his life depended solely on it. It was weird and only confirm

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