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Charlotte hadn’t been on many long trips in her life. Riding with Damon from her college to meet the Bronze pack was the most recent one, but they’d managed that in one day, setting out early and arriving late at night. This trip would take at least two days, and since hotels weren’t the lupine way, they’d be camping at spots that Damon was familiar with.
The road they currently traveled was bumpy and the thick trees had swallowed most of the moonlight. Ahead, Damon drove slowly, flashing his breaks often to warn Wyatt of sharp turns. Unease filled Charlotte. These woods weren't familiar, and even though she wasn't alone, her wolf paced in concern.
If this was how she felt away from the pack with friends, she couldn’t imagine returning to life as a lone lupine. How her wolf had never
