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ALEXANDER

Linda had kept her mouth shut throughout the entire ride. She had been looking out the window, as if she sees something out there.

My brows furrowed, confused.

Doomsayers are not even supposed to exist anymore. From what I've heard, wolves of her kind had been burned alive. They were perceived as nothing more than bad omen to the pack. My father told me this.

I grunted, deciding not to dwell on the matter any more than I should.

I need to focus.

She needs me, at least that's what I've wanted to believe.

I kept my gaze glued to the road in front of me. About an hour and a half later, I stepped on the brake.

Linda gripped the door handle as the car came to an abrupt stop.

"Get out." I order her.

She glanced at me nervously then quickly opened the door, hopping out of the car the same time I did. I sauntered around the front where Linda stood, her body shaking visibly all over.

"Shift!" I mindlinked her. We need to get to the border as soon as we can.

I watched as she hes