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I smiled and took Thorn’s hand in mine. I was certain that Lowell was the alpha of this pack and had made a decision about Thorn. Best of all, he approved of my mate. We needed any help we could muster. Surprise filtered through our bond, and Thorn’s heartbeat quickened slightly, but my mate’s face remained a mask of indifference. “Thank you. But please don’t cause problems for yourself and your pack.” “We appreciate your concern.” Lowell stepped into the trees, his hunter green eyes glowing. His voice changed into one that sounded half human, half animal. “Now go.” Bones cracked, and fur matching his hair color sprouted over his arms. I’d never seen a wolf shifter before, let alone one shifting, and I was intrigued, but we didn’t have time to loiter. Everyone watched Thorn and me, wai
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