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17: The Menae

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‘You’ve looked more and more troubled these past few visits,’ the black she-wolf that had met me the first time I found myself in the Aether greeted me with a look of concern.

“Lover’s quarrel,” I shrugged, “virgins really should only lose their virginity to other virgins so they don’t have to compare themselves to past lovers.”

She chuckled, curling up beside me as I sat on the inky black surface beneath me. ‘Old lovers are ghosts that haunt both parties for only as long as they let them,’ her silver eyes looked like they held all the knowledge of the world as she looked up at me. ‘But I don’t think that is why you called for me today.’

I shook my head, “I want to know more about the process of a potential patron calling for a wolf spirit.”

‘You think you’ve found someone worthy of a wolf that hasn’t been able to call for one themselves?’

“My Beta,” I nodded, “Sophie is the daughter of an Alpha, so sh
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