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Chapter 20-2
"You don't believe me? I wouldn't lie to you." Is it just me or is there a thread of sadness in his words? We're interrupted by the air horn blaring and signaling the night's end. I look away from Ezra and over the trees back toward the Packhouse. "We should go back," I suggest. Ezra scoffs. "Mateo can handle it." He laces his fingers through mine and the warmth works its way through me again. I swallow and gingerly remove his hand from mine. He frowns. "What's wrong?" he tries to grab my hand again. "Nothing, but I thought you said you don't mess with Pack wolves," I remind him, turning slightly to look at him. "I don't," he says. "Then what's this?" I motion to the way I am practically sitting on him. "I'm not messing with you Kat, as you put it," he protests. I don’t know what
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