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It’s been just over a year since that terrible night. On the anniversary I woke up and with an overwhelming feeling of sadness. David had made sure we would both have the day off from everything and he showed up with junk food and watched movies with me all day to keep my mind off of things. “I don’t like how it happened,” he had told me as he leaned in to steal a kiss. “But I thank the goddess every day that you’re here.” We had been working so much to get ready for the Alpha meeting that having some time together that didn’t involve pack business or training was a nice change, even if it was just him trying to keep my mind occupied. “What do you want me to do if you meet your mate while we’re there?” I hear David ask, pulling me from my thoughts. “I’m sorry, what?” “What do