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She feigned indifference for the male so well that even she believed it, but his presence was a comfort Aktaiê would never admit. Particularly now, when they were scattered so far from the birthplace of all their sisters, it was good to have familiar wolves about. It would be sacrilege to admit any fondness for the consorts beyond their necessity, and so whatever feelings the female might have harbored lay so deeply buried within her heart that even she could not find it.

"Psamathe," she murmured gently, turquoise eyes moving over her younger sister fondly, "you must eat. They do not carry Her salt in their scales, but fish must still be an improvement over red meat."