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While Kyra packed a bag, Mikos paced outside. His large form cast angry shadows against her windows, but she ignored it.
She’d find her wolf, but she wouldn’t do it here. She took a final look around the pitiful trailer that had been her home during her life as a shunned woman. Pathetic. With barely a month left, she didn’t plan on staring at her past every day.
She stepped outside and slammed the door behind her.
“Where are you going?” he demanded.
“Somewhere else. The pack’s land is big enough for me to find a patch that doesn’t remind me of you and everyone else.”
Mikos followed her, his steps falling hard. She turned to confront him, unable to stick to her original plan of ignoring his words.
“My wolf isn’t active, but I still have raging hormones, and I take care of them. Th
