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If he was asking for the name of their mountain, she'd missed it. Instead she offered him something that made more sense in her mind. Purgatory. Ugh. She hated it. With every fiber of her being she detested all that pack stood for, but she was a part of it all the same. Hopefully, sometime soon, they'd all be able to forget this incident ever happened and make something for themselves, but until then? She had no idea.

He seemed content with where this conversation ended and bid his farewells before stalking off. Good riddance. Hopefully the fellow would take his tale of this event and spread it far and wide, casting off any who might dare to join in on their little farce. As for her? What was she up to again? Ugh. All this business was seriously throwing off her game.

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