Chapter 12

  Sienna's POV

  Pain first. A throb low in my stomach that climbed into my chest every time I pulled in air. Moss under my cheek. Cold. I didn't know how long I'd been lying there, or how far we'd come from the pack house.

  I tried to call out. What came out of my throat wasn't a scream. A rasp, r...

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