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Brennt's brows bunched up in confusion as he tried to discern the import of what Sankor was saying. So...ladies didn't like the lake? The lake was pretty, though, and he knew girls liked pretty things, it had made so much sense, but now Sankor was saying it was more complex than that...why couldn't it be simple? He liked things that were simple, especially solutions that were simple, because they made him feel smart, which was one of his favorite feelings.

"If ladies change their minds, then what do I do?" The innocent question would tell the other wolf all he had to know about where Brennt's mind was, the consternation associated with this issue was evident in his voice, if not in his impassive face. No, the feeling that something was off was unlikely to go away, at least with Brennt. He was only partially there as a free-thinking, independent wolf.

He had liked Cwmfen, but she had been lying to him about liking him back. He had hurt her for it, and she had hurt him, and he hated her now. He didn't like hating people, it made him feel weird inside, like bad food or poison. He disliked being tricked even more, though, and wouldn't forgive her. Maybe Sankor would be able to help him know what he had done wrong, what had made Cwmfen lie to him, and what had made Fern not like him, too, even though Pallok was dead and unable to be her mate anymore.


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