Colby asked, letting out a low, defensive growl and taking a step forward. No one messed with Luke’s son without getting past him first. “Calm down, Colby Jack. Davenport is being cared for very well, I assure you. Growling at me isn’t going to change the fact that Davenport is rightfully a part of the Ariel pack,” Troy replied, shaking his head. “I’m just surprised that the two of you didn’t catch onto it any sooner.” “What do you mean Daven is a part of your pack?” Emma asked quietly. She didn’t say it aloud, but Colby could hear her thoughts in his mind clearly: I knew that Davenport had the virus. It wasn’t just a cold like we thought. Colby swallowed hard. This is all my fault, Em. I should have listened to you. I should have believed you when you said you thought there was something really wrong with him. She met his eyes. Don’t blame yourself, Colby. It’s not your fault.
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