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"I know it looks odd, but would you believe me if I said that it was purely innocent? Blake and I are just friends. I'm not trying to cause derision between him and his mate" Thea pauses for a moment. Her fingertips running over the soft skin of her chin. Deep in thought, there is a thin layer of dirt over her whole body from the last few days. It has been a lot. Fortunately, she is free from blood, but it is the rest that sits heavily on her otherwise flawless skin. She is physically and mentally exhausted yet she has thrown herself into this massive task. Speaking of Blake and his mate, or more to the point, Sam and his mate. Isn't a beta wolf meant to be super protective of his mate? Why is Sam being that way? Why is Sam appearing to be more protective of her than he is of his mate?