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Book 3 Chapter 39
Donnie whimpers loudly in my head, knowing she has hurt herself. “Stop Sage; he will be back soon; he will calm down,” I hear Zane speaking to her. “I’m right here,” I tell them coming up behind them, and Zane jumps, having not heard me come in. Sage looks around him, her eyes all puffy and face blotchy. Her eyes are bloodshot, and she sniffles. “Did you? Did you find them?” she asks, her voice breaking. “I did,” I tell her; she drops her head in her hands. Zane sucks in a breath, standing up, and I crouch beside her, Zane watching us worriedly. “They are out the front of the packhouse,” I tell her, and her head snaps up. “What?” “They are children except one of them; you should come out and meet them,” I tell her. “They’re alive?” Zane asks, and I frown at him. Did my entire pack r
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