Solitude Interrupted
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indent It had been a few days since Andre’s death, and Gabriel still felt nothing. The kill had been justified, and the kill had been right, but the fact of the matter was that his half-brother was laughing at them even as he fell. Even though he was dead, that didn’t change what he had done to Talitha. That was something that would haunt the girl for the rest of her life, and he hated them, those wolves, for letting it happen. Shaking dust from his coat with a huff, the hybrid made his way along the forest trails.
indent Haku had not shown his face in weeks, and that bothered him. He did not trust any wolf, save Fatin and perhaps his father, but that was part of a well grounded psychological affliction. Flicking one ear back, he spared a glance towards a flittering bird (not Marlowe, who was doing his job) and then caught an unfamiliar scent. It was a wolf, and one that did not belong to any pack. Lifting his head and advancing further, he soon spotted the female, though said nothing as he neared. They were still out of comfortable speaking range, and he didn’t care to shout at some stranger.





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