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CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
I wake up with a start. For a minute, I forget where I am, and then I hear the chain jingling against my collar. Right. I’m in the cellar of the Rogers Lake pack ranch. They jumped on me when I was on my way back to Caleb, locked a silver collar on me, and took me here. Caleb. That’s why I awoke. The amulet around my chest is glowing and pulsing. I wrap my hand around it, trying to understand what that means. With the collar on, my powers are nearly impossible to access, but if I can just break through the magical barrier it’s created, I will be free. I close my fist tightly against the amulet, doing my best to access its magic. I put my other hand on the claiming mark, feeling it throb in my flesh. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. Even though I can’t shift into my wolf form,
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