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~ E V E R E T T ~ Save her. I had to save her. I had to get her out of there. Not just because these dickheads from the Shadow pack would do terrible things to her, not because my desire to hurt her was still tickling in my mind, but because… because I cared about her. She was part of my pack; she was my— calling her my friend didn’t seem like the right term, but whatever she is, she’s important enough to me. She was mine to deal with. Amelia’s body was frozen in my arms, her brows raised, eyes wide, and mouth slightly gaped, staring at the three men of the Shadow pack, scanning their attire. They were wearing summer fighting leathers. Short-sleeved tops, woven with a blend of the finest cotton, padded with a leather overlay protecting their shoulders and chests; leather trousers, l