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Chapter Twenty-Two: At Last
Amelia POV I woke up confused, in a place that wasn’t familiar. The smell of sterile equipment and Bekkah’s black cherry perfume alerted me that I was probably in the infirmary. I glanced around until I realized that I was completely and utterly alone. I closed my eyes, fighting back tears as memories came back to me. Meeting Birdie. Meeting Alpha Rhyner. Dale sticking me with a needle. Then… nothing. I pushed myself up. It felt terrible to be alone. I longed for Tiberius, but I had no idea where he could possibly have gone. I might be able to find my way back to his home, but I still wasn’t a member of their pack. I remembered the stares the night of the bonfire. No, I was probably much safer here, sitting and waiting. I swung my legs off the bed and started to stand with the in
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