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As my mates all head toward the door, Elder Jihoon pauses at my side and takes my hand. He pats the back of it gently, a knowing smile on his face.

“I told you,” he murmurs. “I knew there was wolf in you, girl.”

I nod my head in something like a bow, because his old-world presence has that effect on me. “You did tell me.”

“You could have warned us about the witch though,” Trystan says, turning around to come back for me. He drapes an arm over my shoulders and presses a kiss to my hair, then herds me toward the door before Jihoon has a chance...