22 - Making Friends

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Snow     After we hung out with Lance's siblings for a little bit, we decided to take another short nap.  When we got up, Lance rushed me out of their living quarters.  Next, he led me down to the game room on the first floor of the castle.     As soon as we got there, a pretty girl with black hair and violet eyes skipped over to Lance and gave him a hug.  Without a single thought, I instinctively hissed at the girl for putting her hands on my mate.     Right away, she backed away from Lance and timidly mumbled, "Sorry!  I meant no harm.  Lance is one of my bestfriends."     I glanced at Lance wanting an explanation from him.  He flashed a sheepish smile at me, before he adamantly assured, "Sweetie, this is Lizzie Branson.  She is Dane's sister and one of my good friends."     I flash

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