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Eyes narrowed, Wildfire glanced sharply at the she-wolf as she said her name. How did she know? Then it struck her: she must have heard Sebastian calling out to her. Her lips pinched as the she-wolf mentioned their prior encounter. Bitch, you don't know my life. Without saying anything, her gaze swept back to her brother figure. He seemed ready to jump to her defense over his pack mate. Wildfire felt a wave of gratitude, even if that was probably backwards.

"I'm sure she meant well," Wildfire allowed, her voice sounding pinched with a touch of anger, "but when I told her I didn't need her help, she insisted. She—manhandled me." Her voice shook a little as she said that word. This whole conversation brought up ugly memories of Goober's attack and the aftermath. "Seb, I really want to talk to you and catch up," she added thinly, an unspoken implication in her voice. She couldn't do it so long as the she-wolf was present, a sore reminder of that terrible time.