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Sixty seven (II)

"Thank you to everyone who assisted Alpha Addison," a Council member announces, nodding to Avery.

She raises an eyebrow and slowly lowers herself into her wooden seat, squirming a little as she tries to get comfortable.

She's far too warm, and Kathleen notices her tugging at her collar a little.

You okay?, she asks her friend, furrowing her brows in concern.

Just too warm, she grimaces, and Kathleen stands up quickly.

The Council are still filing in, so Kathleen hurries over to her friend, clutching a bottle of water from her satchel.

"Drink this, I'll tie your hair up," she whispers, pressing the bottle into her hand while hurrying behind her.

Kathleen scoops up the mass of blonde and scrapes it into a high ponytail, smoothing any lumps or bumps with her fingers and securing it with a hair tie.

Avery is gulping down water like there's no tomorrow, unbuttoning her top button and sitting back a little in her seat.

"Do you want to take your shirt off?" Kathleen asks in a hushed tone, an
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