The Pack's Girl

Sleeping against a tree weekly. Facing away from t

tomach was growling from the hunger. Feeling like

a man shout from

er voice from a

his voice was f

e there? Let

elp or mor

with black hair and a black goatee

are

id slowly. Mechanical

, you look like

ecar since he was ind

slow sloshing of water. "Then you'll need to cover up. He tossed me a different oversized cloak. I'll go

could tell Jaecar was sincere and on my side. I to

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by one of the familiar voices. I heard the groani

ad driven

e is

Jaecar said. "Give her some

've nodded because

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r returned later with a

old women in the camp." He nodded through th

hood of the cloak he'd given me. Holding it tightly closed to hide

g slashes on my arms and one on my stomach. Whateve

ce at the edge of the camp is an old hut from the Widower

nging to the fabric cove

y. "Wasn't my doing to bring you here.

*

hen I entered the rough-hewn hut, more a shack really, and foun

spit in such a hurry that I burned my hands. Desperately cr

Despite how grateful I was, I w

bundle of oversized clothes on my stoop. I greedily tugged t

ing Moon and eyed one worn dress. Deciding, I b

nd my

den chair at the tiny square table a

k the next morni

or. Sinking my teeth into the raw mea

me. And I was vaguely touched. But not e

ive tone talking outside my shuttered window. I instinctively k

re. You three know how dangerous unsocialized wolves can become. She can't stay h

on the door. I swallowed hard. Hunkering

atching around my hut. W

ll make

ock I wouldn't answer. Opting t

time Hunter Hayden

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corner in an effort to clean up. When I turned around,

blue eyes intent on me. "You s

in the sun. His shoulders squared and hi

out the window past him, he agilely

g myself hissing

ss

king the same th

don't