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Eljay agreed readily and Wildfire felt a weird amalgamation of relief and need, which she would have to parse out later, because Finbar was still lingering awkwardly. The Sovereign mustered patience she didn't actually feel.

"I'd prefer if you left us alone," she said to Finbar, her words clear as she threw him an almost pained look. She understood his reluctance; there was part of her that did want to invite him closer. Yes, there was part of her that wanted to go wild with every male in the pack.

But—decorum. "We'll see you later, Finbar."