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Miya POV The problem with ‘kind of sort of dating’ the alpha-to-be of a pack that included my newfound friends was that word traveled fast. Saturday morning, I spent most of the day in bed, my stomach rioting against me. I needed to hunt, but that didn’t seem to be happening anytime soon. At least, not until this stomachache went away. All the while, I was being assaulted with well-meaning texts. Jenny: Are you okay, babes? I heard from Annaliese that you got a little sick Friday. Me: Who is Annaliese? Jenny: The girl you threw up on, lol Goddess, save me. Rose: Hey, hon, if you want me to, I can swing by and drop off some soup for you. Me: I can’t have a lot of soups. I appreciate the offer, though. Rose: You sure? I can pick up medicine or something. Or I can sneak you in s