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13. Too Little Too Late
**Nate** Everyone was scurrying around, packing up our entire camp as fast as they could to head over to Alpha Dorian’s pack while we were preparing to find Peter. I could sense him with our pack bond, telling me that he wasn’t too far away, but it was very weak, telling me that he had been badly wounded and could not reach out for help. It bothered me that he never called out before now and I couldn’t figure out for the life of me why he hadn’t. I could pinpoint a general direction, but time was not on our side and if we had any chance of saving him, we needed to move fast. (Like yesterday) “What do you need from us?” Aurora asked as Aria returned with a small hand carved, wooden arrow head that Peter had whittled himself at the same time that Piper returned with her kit. “I need
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