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Chapter Nineteen - Kryptonite
Chapter Nineteen - Kryptonite Heath I heard Hannah approaching the camp. Before I even smelled her, I recognized her light footfalls. She came into view hauling a basket that looked like it weighed more than she did. She set the basket down beside me, but her face was closed. Whenever she got that look, that flat, emotionless poker face, I knew something was wrong. It must have been that pack. Someone in that damned pack had upset her. I wanted to know everything, but I had to tread carefully or she would just shut me out. “Hey,” I greeted her. “Hey,” she said back, sitting down cross-legged in front of the basket. “I see you’ve been back to the pack.” She rolled her eyes at me for stating the obvious. She’d been going to that pack nearly every day, despite the fact th
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