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MICHAEL Quinn didn’t answer the phone after I called her three times, which wasn’t normal for her. I was irrationally worried that she was just going to vanish on the precipice of my entire life being rocked from beneath me. I needed her to stay my constant now that I knew the truth about Lawrence and my parents. It had only been a day, and I still couldn’t fully wrap my mind around everything. I was too wound up to sit still and wait for her to call, so I went for a run again. I spent hours and hours pounding my paws into the earth, running back and forth across the pack territory. I avoided Quinn’s house, not trusting myself to know what was going on with her and why she was ignoring me. The confrontation with my mother kept replaying over and over in my mind. I couldn’t understand h