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Lenora The look on River’s face was terrifying, and yet he didn’t deny it. I half expected him to jump off the bed, prove that I was correct, and then throttle me. I realized, perhaps too late, that those strong arms that had so easily and gently carried me from one bed to the other could also tear me from limb to limb, even without the assistance of a wolf. I felt my eyes grow wide with fear, and I spun around, yanked open the door, and ran out into the hallway. I was halfway to the kitchen before I slowed down, but I still kept checking over my shoulder, for fear that at any moment River would come after me. What would he do to me now that I had discovered the truth? Why was he keeping his recovery a secret anyway? It made no sense! Why wouldn’t he want his family, his friends