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Summer didn't look remotely apologetic. She just casually slung her dropped bag back over her shoulder, the wicked smirk still playing at the corners of her mouth. "I'm not being mean, Forestbliss. I'm being realistic," Summer said, her green eyes locked onto mine with a terrifying amount of amusement. She fell into step beside me as we began our slow descent down the metal steps. "Our little wolfless princess here just managed to summon a massive wildcard to act as her personal safety net. I don't know who that guy is, but he isn't just some random border transfer." This is the most Summer have spoken since I knew her from when we were just pups. Thinking back now, she was a very bright kid, but growing up she became taciturn. Felicity paused slightly at the use of her surname. Felici
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