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sneakin in here....

A lot of things had changed since she had been here, including the territory itself.  Bridget barely noticed, however, apart from impatiently asking for directions.  There was only one wolf who she wanted to see right now. If anyone followed her, she didn't pause to notice.

She was immensely grateful to Reyes for coming to get her, but she'd pushed the pace the entire trip back.  As she approached the den now where Teya supposedly was staying, she was equal parts terrified and excited.  The latter drove her forward, the former she ignored.

She could make all the excuses she wanted, but it was her own fault she'd been gone all this time.  She couldn't blame anyone for being pissed off about that.  And it seemed like, in the process, she'd missed a hell of a lot of everything.  She didn't know how to feel.  What did she even have the right to feel?

Teya?  It took all of her willpower not to just barge in right now, but she forced herself to stop and check if she was welcome.  She still strained to see in, hovering at the entrance like an enthusiastic child.