Chapter 120

  POV: Jenna

  My head whirling, I walked back and forth in my room. All of it was falling apart. The pack was in danger, and I felt useless.

  My door creaked and I was startled. I cried out, trying to sound cool, "Come in." Ivory was the sole one. She wore a concerned face. Jenna, we should chat....

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