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When the plane landed at the New Moon Pack’s private airfield, the first person I saw was my mother.
It had been almost ten years since I’d last seen her. As the Luna of her pack, she was as radiant and powerful as ever.
I forced a smile, hiding my bandaged right hand behind my back.
Before I could speak, she pulled me into a tight embrace.
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