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I found myself pondering Nicholas’ puzzling behavior. There had been a few moments when I caught a glimpse of his true emotions, like when he thought he was alone, and a faint smile played at the corners of his mouth. It was a rare sight, since he suffered from facial paralysis, making his expressions limited, but I had seen them. I’d even heard him chuckle to himself a few times. According to Wynter, who had been communicating with each of the brother’s wolves, Nicholas was vehemently arguing with his wolf who reminded him daily of his feelings for me. The smiles and laughter seemed to indicate that he was softening to the idea. Winter had also told me that his wolf, who was the embodiment of his true self, seemed surprised that Nicholas could actually laugh. He thinks of you and hi