Doubts
Wrenna Wrenna sat on a rock, Damian beside her while Lucan tended to Brad’s wounds behind her. Wrenna had needed to turn her back, gritting her teeth not to move to his—her mate’s—side. Her wolf was whining inside of her mind, pushing her to let her animal instincts take control and comfort him. “Everything is going to be okay,” she could hear Callie trying to coax the fae girl to come out from behind a tree. The poor thing was shaking like a leaf after the centaur attack. How could someone so powerful, be so afraid? Wrenna wondered, after seeing what the girl… woman was capable of. A cold sensation crawled up her spine as a thought struck her… what if the girl had been taken by the beasts before she’d gotten her powers? What if she’d never learned to harness them? She quickly shook t
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