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She studied her mom—the quiver of her lip, the sag in her shoulders. Reyson, his solemn expression, and then her gaze drifted to Deja, who’s excitement exuded from him—unaware or uncaring of his family in that moment. She felt a frown tug at her features—a dour expression before she turned away, feeling a hint of betrayal that her littermate had all but traded them in for a small band of pups he had only just met.