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Deuce could only look down at the leader's words. Her son was the one the alpha was speaking of. Shadow. Deuce touched her growing stomache again, missing the boy. Her boy. She wondered if the leader was aware of her more recent sojourn to the lands. The knife, in it's sheath, laid heavy against her leg, reminding her of everything that laid in those lands.

She felt bitter. Peace. With the murdering coyotes. They'd driven her pack out of those lands. They'd driven her family apart. She hadn't know true peace since the attack on Aremys, over a year ago. It had been so long ago, and it still hurt. She hated the coyotes, even more since one had murdered Shadow.

She looked to tayui, then looked away. She had nothing to say. Had she been aware of lucifer's unkind thoughts of her, she might of.


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