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The brazen stare of the wolf hit her like a brick. She shrunk down immediately into little more than a pile of fur with eyes. Her bones ached with exhaustion as she bent the knee to him, still recovering from the journey here.

Sofi refused to look at the beast any more than she already had. She feared his blue eyes would pierce her right through her thin body. He had a strong, male musk to him, flush with testosterone. Sofi wondered if the female wolves were in heat this time of year. Her own body was too weak to support a batch of pups, so she would likely not have a heat at all this season.

He wanted her name. She gave it without question, staring at the ground between her front feet.
"Sofi Ionescu," she stated, her voice quivering like a chill.

She peered up at his cold eyes, still pointing her nose down. "Who are you looking for...?"