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Bonnie The ride back to the Pack House seems to take forever. The whole way there, my heart pounds against my chest, and my palms sweat. I have no idea what I'm going to say or do when I get there; I just know that I need to go there. I do not want to stay in town; I want to be at the Pack House and as close to my mate as possible. Yes, we have spoken about us, but the truth is that I've still struggled with it, but finally, my head and my heart seem to have come together, and while I'm happy, I'm also terrified. "He's closed his link, but he's up on his floor, so I'll take you up there." Inside, I start panicking while my instinct to run tries to kick in. "I don't want to disturb him. If he's closed his link, he wants to be left alone, and we should respect that." "Trust me, Bon, he do