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Harlyn's brow furrowed when his voice cut the silence that had lingered between them. What happened? It was then that she turned to look at him, curiosity upon her muzzle. Why was he acting like he didn't know? Was it... Her expression relaxed into astonished realization when it occurred to her. She hadn't even told him about Shikoba yet.

The alpha shook her head and looked away from him. What was happening to her? Endless nightmares? Mistaking wolves identities? Moving about like a zombie? She shook her head again. It was nothing. It was all nothing. She was just exhausted. The stress was just getting to her a bit.

"Shikoba came home," Harlyn told him, "She went after Ishi, and the beast mauled her. She's stable, but badly hurt. She's lucky to be alive..." As it seemed like they all were at this point. She shut her eyes and hung her head. She was failing her family. She couldn't keep them safe. If only Luke would come home...