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se are rough estimates.” Jonah looks between us. “Anything substantial happened to the two of you thirty and six years ago.”

My stomach flips over.

Five years ago, I invoked the Right of Accord and left my pack.

Twenty-five-ish years before that, Owen had done the same thing.

I expect to see those facts register on his face, but they don’t. My thoughts are such a jumble, that the only way I can express what’s going through my mind is to whisper, “The Right of Accord.”

He blanches.

Intrigued by the change in tone, Jonah sits up, giving us an interesting incline of his head. “All right, you two. Spill the beans.”

Owen casts a questioning glance at me, but I can only shrug. I have no idea what the rules are about disclosing this information to a human magician. I wouldn’t tell a random human on the street about it, but he knows about werewolves already. Not telling him won’t keep our existence a secret.

Owen comes to the same conclusion. “The Right of Accord is a rarely invoked law among
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