MY SON'S PACK

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THALIA I held Reagan in my arms the whole time until we reached home. He was breathing evenly now, and I know that he’s already fully healed and comfortable now that he’s surrounded by his real pack. I didn’t even know how we got home. Only that we were finally safe. I brought Reagan down on the bed. His nose crinkled a bit, but as soon as he noticed the familiarity, he eased up instantly. None of us bothered to wake him up, though he was still in his wolf form, and just let him rest. All the exhaustion I felt was replaced with relief despite all the problems we’ve left behind. A hand slowly tapped on my shoulder. Rael reached from my side, urging me to get outside first. I looked at Reagan again, worried he might panic if he woke up and I wasn't around. “Thalia, your wounds are b

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