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"What the hell?" I mutter, turning the necklace over. There's some dried blood on the chain, and it's broken.

The blood, I'm sure, is mine.

Selene pads over, her ears perke h. This is...

"My necklace. Yeah. How the fuck did it end up in my suitcase? And even that was packed all the way in Westwood territory, yet I lost this during the fight with Todd."

Her nose flares as she sniffs at it. It's a message.

"A message? From who?"

That cagey feeling again, as Selene avoids a direct answer. One who can teach you.

"Selene-we're not doing this cryptic bullshit again. Who is this a message from, and how? In fact, how did it ever show up in my apartment the first time?"

Her huff irritates me like nothing else, and I snap, "Selene, this isn't funny. I'm sick of the secrets. You're always waiting until too late to tell me things, and it isn't fair."

It isn't always a choice to hide things from you, she mutters. I'm bound by too many things.

"I swear to the Moon Goddess, if this is one of those things you said about the natural order of the world..." My threatening tone has nothing behind it, but she flinches anyway. No. This is a vow given to the Moon Goddess, in exchange for your

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security. In fact, you can consider the Moon Goddess the messenger in this instance. Her scent is all over that necklace.

I drop the necklace as though it's on fire. "What do you mean, her

scent?"

The thought of touching something with a divine scent on it is abhorrent. Like I'm defiling a precious artifact.

look around for a

your touch. You can hold it. You can even put it in

I do something like

is gone. Depleted. Holding it won't

it return to me?" Maybe it's less about defiling the divine after all,

say, but you can always ask your

Right. "What do you mean,

comes out of Selene isn't aggressive, but more of a wolfish grumble as she snaps at the air.

Did she?

it, there's a vague memory

conversation like that.

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hopes on Sister Miriam, and now I feel terrible for forgetting my own wolf was supposed to find a teacher. But then again, how was I supposed to know she could do that, when

"What about Lucas' wolf?"

No.

warning bells in my head. "Do you have a problem with him? Did you know him in your last

tells me I'm on the right path, but I reel in my curiosity for more important matters. "When will my

Probably soon.

stomach sinking to

What now?"

might be upset with us, even when you understand why it had to

her in waves. She won't even meet my eyes, even when I walk around her to force

can't talk about it until she's made herself

firm, even as she slinks off the bed to crawl

1. it.

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be angry

soft mental whisper brings frustrated tears to

I won't be angry with you.

me."

bed, when the guard knocks again and

"Oka-ouch."