An intruder had been found unconscious near the edge of the pack’s territory. Voices clashed—arguing, accusing—while the stranger lay motionless in the snow. Finally, Nathan sighed. We keep them for now. Sam, tend to them, please. Sam flinched, but nodded, her steps light on the frozen ground as she approached. But the moment she knelt and brushed the snow from their cheek, everything stopped. Her breath caught. Warmth bloomed in her chest like fire against frost. You... You are...
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