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25: Uneasy Trust

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It was hard to watch her walk away and out the door, even though I knew Sophie and Blake were waiting to join her on the other side. Through all of this it was a comfort to know that she wasn’t behaving recklessly. At least she wasn’t until just now. Asking people to come and linger long enough to observe her was an unnecessary risk.

Did every wolf immediately recognize her for what she was? Mine had certainly known long before either of them told me. But when she had exhibited rare abilities during her first shift with the pack, it hadn’t stopped Nathan from acting as if she were just another she-wolf at the time. Caleb still didn’t seem to have a clue either.

“I respect that she is another Alpha and your mate, but you can’t give in to her like that in front of others when they get here. They won’t see it as devotion, but submission to the dominate Alpha.” Even as he said it, there was a look of awe on his face as he stared at the door she just walked
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