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*Audrey* He’s just a little boy. It’s all I can think as he lays curled in a ball on the floor of the cave. He startled me away, shifting back so abruptly. I thought something happened to him, but it didn’t take long for me to realize this was one of the attacks. THIS isn’t what Peter had described to me. THIS isn’t a man longing for his mate that he knows is hurt. He is wrecked. I move my hand from his arm, but he reaches for me, so I put it back. “It’s alright,” I tell him softly. “I’m right here.” He nods slightly, still curled up, and I swear I see tears roll down his cheeks. It’s a few moments before his body begins to relax, but he doesn’t move. I don’t know what to do, and since we’re past the territory lines, I can’t link Peter to ask. “What do you need?” I ask him.