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Wildfire sensed it coming, though it still took her a little by surprise when Saena made an official offer. She thought back on the first time they'd met, when the pale yearling had gone off on a tirade to end all tirades. Wildfire had felt so weird following the events of that day. Then they had run into one another a handful of times and somehow struck up a civil relationship. Now, here they were, Saena not only offering a rank in her pack but a role in her unborn children's—Wildfire's nieces and nephews— lives. It was so crazy to think about how far they'd come, the odds they'd overcome, and on principle alone, Wildfire almost accepted on the spot.

But her mind overruled her heart, as it often did. Wildfire did not make decisions lightly, after all. She directed a very wide, grateful grin in her half-sister's direction and said, "That means a lot to me, Saena." She paused, then slightly reluctantly added, "I'm not ready to make a commitment just yet but your pack is definitely at the top of my list." Her chestnut eyes drifted to Saena's rounded middle and she smiled as she asked, "Do you have any names in mind for them yet?"