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Aliyah had been still confused about what had happened with Dalia...and Red with all those cigarettes. As the Luperci had said, Aliyah had decided to leave them alone to recover and perhaps chill out before the journey to see Max would begin. Now, it was time, and Aliyah was really excited and also still sad. Her depression probably would never go away, and would just stay, along with her newly found fear of Vicira. Aliyah had not been on good terms with the Aquila lately, not on good terms with Merari, not on good terms with Ichabod, and probably not on good terms with Boone. Ichabod and the Lykoi and Tears family were apparently to be avoided at all times, and Aliyah wished she could manage to befriend them, but that would never happen. The Sciens was not a true Infernian in her opinion, especially because how she had been shamed for keeping a predator, who Vicira had ordered to be taken away. Perhaps the Aquila would not be able to trust Aliyah ever again, and may demote her, or keep watch of her to make sure she never brings poor Max into pack camp ever again. An enemy, Aliyah thought of herself as, a danger, and not a packmate. Ichabod hated her guts, and now, Aliyah would have to be enemies with the whole entire Lykoi and Tears family. Would that even mean Redtooth, whom Aliyah had never met? Yes, maybe even that.
What did I do to deserve this? Aliyah thought, looking down. She had to keep a happy face, though, being Dalia and Red would be arriving shortly. A single tear fell from the coywolf's heterochromatic eyes, and she mumbled a few words before sitting down. Max's scent was strong, and finding him would be easy.