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9 - What Now?
~Hunter’s Point of View~ Skyler and I sat in the hallway outside Ellie’s room, listening to her story and getting increasingly restless, desperate to be by her side, to comfort her. Godfrey insisted we wait outside while they gathered information, convinced we would be a distraction. He made Angel put a quick spell on us to temporarily block our scents, much to my chagrin. Ellie … my mate was Ellie. Everyone in my family mostly had some type of nature-related name, so I always assumed our mate would. But … that just seemed so insignificant now. Ellie ... her name was Ellie, and she was ours. We had no idea if she knew I was her mate, we did share a brief moment before she passed out, and I just felt she had to know. She hadn’t yet had her first shift, and it was quite possible she didn
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