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Chapter Twenty-Six
Heather POV What does she mean to keep them alive and save the bloodline? I could see the pain in her eyes and hear the desperation and fear in her voice. “OK, I’ll tell you, but can we do it in private? I would feel more comfortable with fewer people. Plus, I don’t know how much the boys would want me to say in front of a lot of people.” Mona looked at me with a huge smile of thanks on her face. “How about I get a hold of Lyla? I’ll ask her if you can spend another night here at the packhouse. Then after supper you and I will have some bonding time and will talk about what happened.” Mona picked up her phone and dialled Grandma. When she got off the phone she asked Meg if she would drive me out to Lyla’s house, my home now too, so that I could pick up stuff for the night. The four of
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