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It's time to talk buster.
I couldn't handle this much longer. Hattie was purposely putting extra sway into her hips, or I was losing my mind to the mating bond. If we didn't make it to the next building soon, I'd die from a raging b***r. Could that even happen? I wasn't convinced at this point.
"Coop!" Scout waved at me from the front of our little group, almost blinding us with the light on his cellphone. I jogged past the females to catch up with him.
"What's up?"
"I don't like the look of these tunnels." He pointed to the fork in the path. "The chances of council knowing about the tunnels is slim, and they don't appear to be following us, but I'm not sure both of these are intact. I think we should split up and see which tunnel is in better condition before we all get stuck down
