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Tadec did not know where she would lead him. He had no idea that she was pulling him toward the edges of her pack and the wolves that lived within. The suspicion that he held earlier – that of a trap – was soon to become a reality. For the time being, the thief followed her at a short distance behind, trailing after her paw prints in the snow and earth. The dull glimmer in his gaze bobbed as she led them through the woods and into the open, but Tadec did not yet fear what was to come. Instead, he yipped at her with a curious tone and canted his head to the right, swiveling ears atop his crown without understanding what she was doing with him.