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“What are you talking about, mom?” Alexander asked. “I don’t want you boys to laugh, but I had a thought,” Cahira explained. “Do you remember the bedtime story I used to tell you two boys when you were little?” “A bedtime story?” Alexander frowned. “Now is not the time.” “I think it is,” Cahira argued. “And I think it might explain why Erin hasn’t wanted to talk about her past. So, you should listen carefully.” Alexander felt his entire body tense as his wolf stirred, coming to attention. Any information about their mate was important. He stared at his mother, waiting for her to continue. “When you were boys, I told you about the wolf born on a moonless night,” Cahira said. “Her pack thought she was cursed, so they drove her out. Then, later, an epidemic swept through and devastated
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