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Ben and I didn’t talk about my trip that night. We slept in each other’s arms in the ice palace the forest had gifted us. In the morning, we ran home in our wolf forms, took a shower, and came back downstairs just in time for a huge breakfast Raven had cooked for everyone. I was determined to enjoy every aspect of my home and my family since taking Fionna to France had taught me that things can change at any time.
Everyone was there except for Sam and Starla. Even before I’d left for Paris, they’d been spending a lot of time in their own house, keeping to themselves. It made me sad not to see his face, but I didn’t say anything. Instead, like everyone else, I thanked Raven and took a seat, my stomach rumbling.
The night before, I’d spoken to everyone in general about how the trip had been, but I hadn’t gotten into any d
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