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Chapter 24

Hunter

After the pack had filed out of our house, my dad sank against the wall and mumbled, "I hated doing that."

"Ren, you were too harsh. The dance, her phone, the computer, the television, that makes sense, but her beta position? Everyone here knows that Elsa is no omega and she will not conform to the role. Ever," my mom stated firmly.

"I know. But she needed to be put in her place and the pack needed an example of what happens if you break the rules of our pack. Unfortunately she happened to be the example. Hunter, go heal her arm. I don't want to see her in pain."

"I think her pain is a lot more mental than physical, dad," I said.

"Then put her out of her physical pain. Go." I nodded. I went up the stairs and knocked on Elsa's door. I was greeted with silence even though I could hear her breathing on the other side.

"Elsa," I said. "It's Hunter. Let me in."

When she still didn't respond, I poked my head through the door. Elsa was on the floor surrounded by cotton pads and a bottle of hydrogen peroxide. She had her injured arm resting limply while she cleaned off the blood. Tears streaked down her face but she made no sound. Her body was visibly shaking.

"Are you okay?" I asked, shutting her door.

"I just got my beta position taken away, my phone taken away, my computer taken away, television taken away, I can't go to dance, I can't speak to anyone, no one can speak to me, I'm under house arrest, I got my arm mangled by your second, and I was made a fool of in front of the pack. You tell me how I'm doing?" She snapped, not even bothering to look at me.

"Hurt? Angry? Embarrassed? In pain?" I walked towards her slowly. My sister was one of the few who could beat me in a fight next to mom, dad, Noah, Shiloh, and Loren. She might've been injured but her fury was beyond comprehension right now. Her fury would only fuel her if she decided to attack me.

"I don't care about having dance taken away, or my phone, or the television, or the house arrest, or speaking to anyone... hell, I don't even care about my arm getting mangled. It'll heal. But you and I both know I am not an omega. You and I both know I am no more and no less than a beta." Elsa grabbed the bloody cotton pads and stood up. She walked over to the trash can to throw them away.

"I'm going to try and convince dad to put you back at beta status, because I do know you're not an omega. Everyone does. Dad included. He needed to make an example of what happens if you break the rules and no matter how much I wish it wasn't, that example is you. Here, let me give you some blood so you can get that arm healing up faster."

I took her hand but she jerked it away. "Don't touch me."

"Elsa?"

"You told me that if I ever needed anything that I could always go to you. The one time I truly needed you, you didn't help me. Why can I trust anything you say?" she asked.

"I know you're hurt mentally, and I don't think there's much I could do about it right now, and after tonight I know you wouldn't let me help with it anyway. But I can help your arm. I hate seeing you in pain. So does dad and mom and Ember."

"Good. Let them see. Let everyone see. Let them know that family means nothing in this pack and that if they break the rules, this is what will happen. Dad wants me to be an example? Then I'll be the example. My arm will be the example."

I gave her a pained expression. "Don't do this. Let me help you in the one way I can."

"You want to help me?" I nodded. "Then get out of my room. Leave me alone."

"Elsa-"

"Just go!"

"Holler if you need me." I walked to her bedroom door, pausing at the entrance. Turning around, I said, "Just tell me one thing: did you mean it? About wanting to be with Caleb?"

"Yes," she answered instantly. I felt a knot form in my throat. I felt I'd lost my sister completely. It was bad enough losing Anna, but I at least knew she wasn't coming back. With Elsa, she was right there and she was still lost to me. I shut her door. I thought about going to my room but I wanted out of my house. I passed the office where I heard mom and dad talking. I saw Noah and Ember sitting on the fountain's edge in the front. I went outside to the McKay's gazebo. It had really comfy swing chairs and benches. I sat down in one of them, slowly rocking the chair back and forth.

I must've sat there for hours for the sun had disappeared behind the mountains. Only moonlight remained.

Someone knocked on the wood at the entrance of the gazebo. Josilyn stood there with a plate of cookies and a glass of milk. "You've been out here for three hours. I thought I might bring you something," she said, placing them in front of me. "How are you?"

"I've lost Elsa. She doesn't trust me at all, she doesn't want to be part of the pack anymore, she wants to be with Caleb, and what hurts the most is that I've lost her yet she's right next door to me. I will see her everyday knowing that I can't get her back. At least with Anna I know I've lost her completely and that she won't be coming back. Losing Elsa is actually worse..." I confessed. Josilyn rested her head on my shoulder. Just having her in my arms was enough to ease my sadness. "She wouldn't let me heal her. Her arm is still mangled and bloody."

"What? Why wouldn't she let you heal her?" Josilyn queried, staring at me with deep concern.

"Because she said that if dad wanted her to be an example, then she would be one, that her arm would be one. God she is so much like dad sometimes. It's why they're always butting heads. She may look like mom, and she may have mom's personality, but she has dad's attitude and his stubbornness. She won't speak to any of us, not even to Ember."

"Could I speak with her?"

"You're not allowed to. Even if you are my mate."

She sighed. "Well then could you send her some flowers for me?"

"Sure."

"Come help me pick them out!" Josilyn exclaimed, getting up and running to the roses. I grabbed the milk and cookies, eating them while I watched her decide which roses to give to Elsa. It was one of the things I loved about Josilyn. She was always wanting to take care of people, to cheer them up when they were down. In the dark times my family was living in, she was this bright light to me. I truthfully didn't know what I'd do if I lost her. Her heart condition terrified me and while the doctors assured us over and over again that it wasn't life-threatening and that her medication would help her live a longer, healthier life, I was still terrified that one day I'd get a call from someone telling me Josilyn was dead.

"Here, take these to her. I hope she likes them," Josilyn said, handing me the bouquet of flowers. "If she'll listen to you, tell her I'll see her when she gets out of house arrest."

I chuckled. "I will."

I walked Josilyn to her door and kissed her goodnight. I entered my own house. Mom and dad were still talking but their whispers were so hushed that I couldn't make out what they were discussing. I padded quietly up the stairs to Elsa's bedroom. When I entered the room, her lamp was on, making me think she was awake even though her back was to the door. I was wrong though. She was fast asleep, her injured arm stretched out at an awkward angle. I cringed at the sight of the dried blood and the deep gashes. I'd have to convince her in the morning to let me heal her. If I couldn't, maybe Ember could. But then again, Elsa was dad's daughter. When she had decided something, it was hell trying to convince her otherwise.

She'd fallen asleep on top of her sheets. I knew if I tried to move the covers over her that she'd wake up. I was one of the last people she wanted to see so instead, placing the bouquet of roses on her nightstand, I grabbed a blanket from her closet and placed it over her. As I turned around, the glint of glass caught my attention. At first, a dark, disturbing thought appeared in my head. I couldn't move as it bubbled up in my head. Had dad's words, had my actions, finally pushed her over the edge? For a few moments, I stood frozen in fear, unable to move for a few moments, until I finally forced myself to look at what had glinted between her arm and her chest. I let out a huge sigh of relief as I noticed it was simply a picture frame. I carefully pulled it back a little so I could see what it was. My heart clenched. I remembered that day. It was one of the last days Anna had been alive. She and Elsa were standing behind Caleb who was sitting on the floor. They had their heads resting on his shoulders.

"How is she?" My mother asked softly from the doorway. I backed away from my sister, shutting the door, and meeting her in the hallway.

"Hurting, physically and mentally."

"Even after you healed her arm?"

"She wouldn't let me. She's throwing dad's words back at him and me. She said that if dad wanted her to be an example, then she and her arm were going to be that example. Mom, I think... I think she hates us. She told me she meant it when she said she wishes she was with Caleb. She fell asleep holding a picture of her, Anna, and Caleb. Mom, I'm scared she'll try and leave and find him."

"Shh," mom consoled, pulling me into a hug. "She's been hurt and embarrassed and that's made her angry. Give her time to cool down. She doesn't hate us. She's just beyond angry."

"Did we make the right decision? Kicking that pack out of our territory?"

"Yes. This is our territory. Unless someone kills us for it, it will always be ours and no one else can stay here without our permission. If they had wanted to stay here, they should've asked us. As for Elsa leaving, your father and I are worried about it too. I don't think she'd pull a Caleb, leave everything and everyone behind without contacting us somewhere along the way, but I do believe she's capable of finding that pack and joining them until the Hunters are all but extinguished. Then she'd come back."

"I don't want her to leave. There's only three of them in that pack. They wouldn't be able to protect her."

"Elsa can handle herself. She'd be okay. Your dad still sees her as that eleven year old waking up screaming from nightmares and as the girl he held in his arms whenever that'd happen. I'm trying to get him to look past that and accept her for the woman she's grown to be, as vengeful as she may be against the Hunters. Talk to her tomorrow when she's had some sleep. It's been a long day for all of us. I'll see you in the morning sweetie. Get some sleep. Good night."

I kissed her on the cheek. "Good night mom."
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Lily

"She still not answering her phone?" I asked, as Caleb paced up and down the length of our hotel room. He shook his head, running his hand through his hair. I looked over at Spencer who was sitting in a chair, staring down at his hands. He'd refused to take blood to help his shoulder heal. I'd still forced him to at least let me clean the wound and bandage it up and make him put a new shirt on.

We'd left the Searchers' hideout within thirty minutes of Arya Laroche's threat. She was more sensible than her husband but I knew her threat was a serious one. However, Caleb had no intentions of leaving Estes Park, not while the Hunters were here and especially not now that Elsa wasn't answering any of his calls. He'd even tried calling her from Spencer's cellphone but it went to voicemail every time.

"Damn it Elsa, pick up!" Caleb growled, yanking the phone away from his ear and redialing the number.

"Caleb, maybe they took her phone away. They know she'd probably try and call us first chance she got," I said in an attempt to reason with him.

"She committed treason against the pack. That's the second most abhorrent thing you can do in the pack next to straight-up murdering one of your own pack members. For all I know, they could've killed her."

"They didn't kill her, Caleb. They've probably just severely punished her."

"Let me go check on her. It's too dangerous for Caleb to go and Lily pissed off Hunter and Ren so much that they'd kill her without second thoughts. I'm the best option for this. I know which one is Elsa's room. I could leap to her balcony easily," Spencer said.

"No, I'm not putting you in anymore danger," Caleb said.

"We won't be able to find out any other way."

"How about this? We wait two days to see if she contacts us. If not, then Caleb and I will create a distraction to get the Laroche pack away from the compound. I doubt they'll let Elsa come because they don't trust her right now. Deal?" I said. The two boys looked at each other before nodding at me. "Good. Now both of you get some sleep."

"What about you?" Caleb questioned, scrunching up his face in worry.

"Someone has to take care of work here. Go on. I'll be to bed soon."
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Ember

It'd been two days since the fiasco with Spencer and his pack. Hunter had never been so quiet. Elsa wouldn't speak or look at any of us unless forced. She was barely eating although I'm pretty sure she was sneaking down in the middle of the night to eat more food. I wasn't going to rat her out though. She'd been in enough trouble.

Dad couldn't look at her, although I believed that was more because she prominently displayed her still mangled arm. Mom, dad, Hunter, and I had all tried to get her to let us heal it. Every time her response would be: "Dad wants me to be an example to the pack. So let me and my arm be one." Dad hated for any of us to be hurt...

Noah wouldn't come in the house after a small incident between him and Elsa. I'd opened the door to let him in. We had started going up the stairs. Just as he'd rounded the corner to the hallway leading to my bedroom, he ran smack dab into Elsa. She punched him in the jaw. The force sent him staggering back.

"That's for my arm," she'd hissed.

"Elsa!" I'd exclaimed. She had glared at me with such rage that I cowered slightly. My dad came around the corner a few moments later and didn't need to be told what happened as he saw Noah cradling his cheek and Elsa's hands clenched into fists. He had barked at her to go into her room.

If I wanted to see my boyfriend, I had to go over to his house. Josilyn always sent me home with flowers to give to Elsa. I swear Elsa had about ten vases of flowers in her room. My sister ignored me every time I went in.

Currently we were sitting at the dinner table. Mom and dad talked about business at the hotel. Hunter and I talked about what we'd done that day. He kept glancing over at Elsa. I knew he wanted to engage her in conversation but she hadn't forgiven any of us. All we could get out of her was a grunt or two.

"Elsa?" My dad said. She grunted, as I knew she would. "Look at me."

Reluctantly she did. 'Yes, sir?"

I saw the slight cringe on my dad's face at her terminology. She was treating him more as if he were her master than a father. "I have a question for you." When she simply stared at him, he continued. "I want to know where your loyalties lie."

"I thought you said you couldn't trust anything that comes out of my mouth," she said.

"Don't speak to your father like that," mom warned. Elsa sank lower in her chair.

"Do you want to stay in this pack?" Dad asked.

Elsa paled. "A-are you kicking me out?"

"No. We're giving you the option. You can stay with our pack or join the one Spencer's in. It's your choice." Hunter's hand gripped his knife so tightly, his knuckles turned white.

"You're really going to give her that option?" he demanded, staring at dad. "You know what she's going to pick. We all do."

"I know, but I will not keep my daughter here if she truly wishes to join another pack."

"Dad, we've lost Anna and Caleb. Don't-"

"You're not getting rid of me that easily. Besides, Spencer's pack is gone. They're too far away for me to join them now. I'm staying here," Elsa interrupted. "You're my pack, no matter how much I disagree with your politics and your decisions. But just because I'm staying doesn't mean I forgive any of you. I'm not hungry anymore. May I be excused?"

"You're excused," mom said. Elsa put her plate in the kitchen sink and went upstairs. Hunter hung his head in relief. Mom put her hand on his shoulder. "I told you she'd stay."

"Only because Spencer's pack is gone," he said. "If I ever see them again, I'll kill them. All of them."

"Don't kill Spencer," I told him.

"Why not?"

"Because I don't think they were having to act too hard when they were pretending to date. She really did like him. Just kill the alphas, have him join our pack."

"Ember has a point. Elsa's attachment is greater to him than the other two," Mom remarked. "She's angry at us now, but she'd never forgive us if we hurt him."

"Can I maim him?" Hunter prodded.

"That'll be up to you. Come on, let's go get these dishes clean and then go on patrol." Mom got up and Hunter followed. Dad and I cleaned the counters and table.

"I'm going to go see Elsa. I'll be back," dad said, leaving us alone.

"What is he going to do?" Hunter asked.

"He's going to talk to her."

"About what?"

"I have no idea, but I don't think he'll be taking anything else away from her."

"How can he? He took everything away from her already," Hunter mumbled.

My mother grimaced. "Not everything."

"What do you mean?" I inquired.

"If Elsa puts another toe out of line, he could revoke her position in the pack entirely," mom explained.

"What do you mean?" Hunter demanded.

"It means we would have to kick her out of the pack."
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Elsa

I sat on my bed, flipping through a photo album of mine, when someone knocked on the door. I didn't bother telling the person to come in because I knew if it was anyone in my family, they'd just come on in anyway. Sure enough, my dad stepped into my room. That did surprise me somewhat. He hadn't been to see me since I was punished.

"How's your arm?" He asked, sitting at the edge of my bed.

"Fine," I lied. It looked like hell and hurt even worse, but I wasn't going to admit that. I was going to bear it with courage. I had to be the example.

"You're really going to keep lying to me?" He sounded exasperated.

"Even if I told the truth, you wouldn't believe me. You said nothing that comes out of my mouth can be trusted so what does it matter what I say?" Dad put his elbows on his knees, staring at his fingers. I watched him from the corner of my eye. "Are you kicking me out of the pack and just didn't want to say it in front of Hunter?"

"No, I'm not kicking you out of the pack. But Elsa, I do have to warn you that if you break another rule... your mom and I will have no choice but to do so. Please don't make us do that."

"Considering you have me locked away in this house like I'm Rapunzel or something, I doubt I could get into any trouble."

"You're also just like me, so I think you could." My dad paused, wavering in telling me what was next in his mind. "Were you serious about wanting to be with Caleb?"

"Hunter already asked me that."

"I know. I want to hear your answer."

"I do. Because he would've believed me when I said that Spencer's pack wasn't doing anything wrong."

"You know where he is, don't you?"

"I wouldn't tell you even if I did. Caleb doesn't want to be found."

"If you told me where he was, I'd contact him for you, get him to take you in. I know he would. You were always his favorite."

"Do you want me gone?" It was supposed to be a sarcastic remark but came out as more of a serious question.

"Why would you ever ask such a thing? Of course I don't want you gone. I want you here where it's safe and-" Dad was cut off by a two long, low howls. My dad's eyes glowered murderously. "We'll continue this conversation later. I have some wolves to go kill."

"Dad, please don't kill them! They're not hurting anyone!" I cried.

"Your mother told them to get out or get killed. We have to keep our word." My dad hurried downstairs. I followed him. The rest of the pack was already in the house, listening to my mom's orders. She was splitting people into groups on how to surround the two wolves.

"If you see Spencer, spare him. I have questions for him," mom said. "Josilyn, Elsa, you two stay here. Laroche pack, go!"

Josilyn and I stared as our pack left the house. Josilyn locked the door and turned to me with a shy smile. "Hey, at least you can talk to someone else without getting in trouble."

I didn't respond to her. All I could think of was the image of Caleb and Lily dead and a maimed Spencer.

"Elsa?" Josilyn prodded, coming up to me. I backed away from her. "Elsa what did I do?"

"Nothing! Just leave me alone," I said, wiping a tear off my face.

"Maybe the wolves will escape our pack," she said in an attempt to comfort me.

"No one escapes us. They'll be-" I halted short when I saw movement in her garden next door. I pulled her into the foyer where we were away from that window. "Stay hidden. I just saw something in the garden."

"Don't go check it out! You parents told us to stay here!" she whispered frantically.

"Exactly where is 'here'? The house? The compound?"

"If you're caught, they'll kick you out of the pack!"

"I'll find somewhere to live if they do. Now stay down and stay quiet. I'll be back."

"You're injured!"

"But I'm still stronger than you Josilyn. If that's a Hunter out there, the only person who stands a chance is me." I quietly opened my front door and peeked outside. I saw nothing. Shutting the door and shifting into a black wolf, I slunk along the walls of my house, scanning the area for the movement. I saw the shadow in the garden again, closer to the gazebo. Carefully, I made my way over, keeping an eye out for whoever or whatever was making the shadow. They ended up in front of me. Not caring who it was, I lunged on top of them. They fell to the ground with a grunt. I growled at them.

"Elsa it's me!" Spencer whispered.

I shifted and got off of him, helping him stand up in the process. "Spencer? What are you doing here?! If my pack catches you here they'll kill you!"

"They're not going to catch me. The howl Lily and Caleb did was just a distraction. They high-tailed it to their motorcycle after that. Your pack was sent on a wild goose chase. I came to check on you. You weren't answering your phone or your emails and we feared the worst," Spencer rushed. His eyes drifted down to my arm. "Why hasn't that healed? Why didn't they give you blood?"

"I didn't let them. My dad punished me in front of the whole pack, making me an example of what happens if you break the rules. They wanted to heal me but I told them no. I told them that if they wanted to make me an example, then let me and my arm be an example. And what did you mean you feared the worst?"

"Will you let me heal it for you?"

"No, but thank you. Now what did you mean by you feared the worst?"

"We thought... Caleb said the second to worst thing you can do in the Laroche pack is commit treason. We thought that your family had killed you," he admitted. "We were frantic. We kept calling your cellphone and when you wouldn't pick up, I offered to go see what had happened to you. Lily reasoned with us that you were probably just being punished and didn't have your phone on you. She made us wait two days."

"Hey, I'm fine. Angry and hurt, sure, but overall I'm okay. I promise," I said, giving him a comforting smile, or at least what I hoped was one.

"What was your punishment? Caleb wants to know."

"Where do I begin? Um, let's see... no phone, no computer, no television, no dance, no leaving the house, no speaking to anyone, no one can speak to me, and my dad stripped me of my beta title. I'm no longer Josilyn's second."

"What are you then? Fourth or fifth in the rankings?"

"Worse..." I muttered, looking down at the ground. I felt the tears welling up in my eyes at the thought of my title loss. It was what I had been most proud of. To have that taken away from me, there was no feeling like it.

"Fifteenth? Twentieth?" Spencer guessed, taking a step closer to me. I shook my head. A growl formed deep in his throat. "They made you omega?"

"Yeah," I whispered. "They made omega."

"How dare-" he stopped short, unable to express his anger. "You are no damn omega, Elsa."

"They know that, but I don't have a choice. It's what my alphas decided. I can't argue with them. If I do, I get in more trouble. You need to go though. My parents will be back soon and they'll kill you if they find you here."

"Come back with me," Spencer said softly. "You'd automatically be Caleb's second. You'd be in the position you're meant to be in."

I stared at him, not really believing what he was saying. This was my chance. This was my chance to be with Caleb. Hadn't I told my dad and Hunter that I'd rather be with him? But Hunter would be devastated. I'd seen how he'd reacted at dinner when dad asked if I wanted to be in the pack. Hunter hadn't even been able to look at me. "Spencer, I- I can't. They're my pack and despite their flaws, it's where I belong. Thank you though, for the offer."

"Elsa?" Josilyn asked in horror. Spencer and I snapped our heads in her direction. Her eyes were flitting between the two of us.

"Josilyn, you can't tell anyone he was here," I said. "He was here to check up on me. That's it."

"No, he just offered you a place in his pack. I heard him. They were after you. Elsa, I can't lie to your parents or Hunter or-"

"You wouldn't be lying. You simply wouldn't be telling them."

"I was offering her a place because I don't agree with the punishment her parents bestowed upon her."

"She committed treason. I don't like it either but I can't change it," Josilyn replied.

"Josilyn, you can't breathe a word about this. You can't. When all of this is over, I'll explain everything, but please-"

"Tell her," Spencer said. "She won't understand unless you tell her."

"But what about-"

"He'll understand. Do you trust her though?"

"I do."

"Then tell her. I'll let him know."

"Tell me what? I'm right here!" Josilyn remarked. Spencer backed away from us. I led my friend to the gazebo. "Elsa, what else have you been lying about? How deep does this go?"

"I haven't been lying about this. I just haven't told anyone. He didn't want me to."

"Who? Who didn't want you to tell anyone?"

"Spencer's alpha. The male one."

"You know who he is?"

I nodded. "I do. And because of his identity, I've kept quiet. If it was anyone other than him, I would've told our pack who he was by now."

"Who is it? Stop with the guessing games."

Just as I was about to say my brother's name, he leapt over the railing of the gazebo, landing right next to us. Shifting forms, Caleb said, "Me. She was protecting me."

Josilyn stared at him. "Who exactly... oh my god. Oh my god! Caleb!"

She threw her arms around his neck, squeezing the living daylights out of him.

"Hey Josie," he said. "How are you?"

"How am I? You're the one who's been gone for eight years! Where have you been? Where did you go? Why haven't you called us?"

"I've been in Canada. I didn't call because I didn't want any of y'all to know where I was. I never planned on Elsa finding me either. But when she nearly called the entire pack on our location, I had to tell her. She's been sneaking out to see me since October."

"That explains everything, why she would lie to us for so long. That explains why you were dating Spencer, to not only throw off suspicion that you were hanging out with the new wolf pack, but also because Caleb was their alpha," Josilyn remarked.

"I came here after the Hunters. But right now, I'm here because I hadn't heard from Elsa and I got worried. But Josilyn, you can't tell anyone I'm here. Absolutely no one. Not Noah, not your parents, not Hunter, not Ember, not the other kids, not the other parents, and above all, don't tell my parents."

"But Caleb-"

"Don't argue with me on this. Trust me, it's for the best this way. I know it sucks. Spencer and I have to go. Stay safe, stay healthy, and howl if you need us. We'll be here as fast as we can." Caleb hugged Josilyn, hugged me, and then took off. She stared at the two wolves in shock, as if she was unable to register that Caleb had really just come. I took her by the hand and brought her back inside where she proceeded to have a panic attack.

"Elsa, you can't- this is treason! Again! Even if it is Caleb! You'll be kicked out of the pack or worse you'll be killed! You can't keep talking to them! And when your parents find out they were here-"

"We'll play dumb. We'll say we saw no one. I lost Caleb once and damn it Josilyn, I'm not losing my brother again. So when our parents get back, and if they catch Caleb and Spencer's scent, we'll say we know nothing about it. Got it?"

"But what about-"

"What happened? Josilyn, are you okay?!" Hunter exclaimed, kneeling down next to her.

"She had a panic attack," I said. "She was worrying too much about you guys. She thought maybe the Hunters might catch you out there."

"Sweetie, I'm fine. We're all fine. Ember, go get her a glass of water," my brother ordered.

"I'm so-sorry. I'm being so dramatic but I got... I got so worried," Josilyn lied. I felt relief flood through my body. She was going to keep my secret. As long as she did that, not only would I be okay, but more importantly, so would Caleb's identity.
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