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Forty-Five
Kaos: I held my breath, watching the winged being take to the sky, watching her disappear into the storm hurt. Like my brothers, I was drawn to her in a way I couldn't grasp. First, we were drawn to Frankie, a human. Now, we were pulled in by this dark and mighty angel whose presence was suffocating. We stood there waiting. It was like we thought if we stood there long enough with Xolani's cries in the wind, she would return to the fae's side, return for whatever reason, and try to comfort her again. But she didn't. "Come on, Xo. Let's get you to the pack house and have you seen to. After that, we have much to discuss," I said before shifting. Once in my creature's form, I noticed how he inhaled deeply, pulling in the smell of the creature with the wings of night. I felt guilty. My
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