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JUSTIN

I bolted up from yet another nightmare. It didn't matter that I had recurrent ones, every single one was just as scary as the first time I had it.

This time, however, something felt wrong. I was fully awake, eyes bulging and a pressing need that was almost too overwhelming. For some strange reason, that need was to make sure Astrid was in the pack. I couldn't tell why but my wolf pushed for me to check on her, wherever the fuck she was.

I couldn't understand if this feeling was because I wasn't too sure if she wasn't the killer, which should have left me relieved, but I didn't bite down my suspicions of her.

First at night, only to stumble upon her reading even in the dark. I felt instant relief that she was at least within the pack and not anywhere a killer should be. But then even here at the meeting this morning, I couldn't help that my eyes roamed the crowd of heads in search of her.

I was sure she wouldn't miss it, only maybe if I hadn't told her but…Why did I even care