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Elijah Time slows as we walk back from the Soleus packlands and into neutral territory. The expanse of land that separates our two zones has never been claimed and has remained that way for as long as both sides have existed. Here, there are no politics—no swaying of sides. I can't step over the invisible line drawn in literal sand and claim my mate like my heart and my wolf are screaming at me to. What Aaron said is vastly concerning—not answering me on whether or not she's still pregnant can only mean that something happened. Why else would he feel the need to not give me a straight answer? "What are we going to do?" Raya whispers to me. I hadn't felt her shift while I was leading my pack through the arid brush, too distracted by my racing thoughts and not wanting to fill my packmat
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