I coughed a few times and shoved the dream away, thinking I must have fallen asleep away from my dreamcatcher. Voices tumbled into my dream from a distance, and I barely heard them, as if they were lost in the wind. “Did you get her to shift?” “She’s recovering. What’s the word among the packs?” A throat cleared. “I don’t think you’re going to like this. She belongs to Austin Cole. He’s been scouting for her all day and put the word out. That’s all I’ve heard.” “Clearly I’m aware of whose pack the woman belongs to, now that I’ve seen her face. That’s Ivy.” “Oh, shit.” “Do not speak of this to anyone inside or outside this pack, and keep everyone off my floor. I need time to consider how to handle this delicate situation.” “Why don’t you just dump her off somewhere while she’s still unconscious? I’m serious! She won’t remember—” A door slammed and pulled me from my sleep. I rubbed my eyes, feeling my body surrounded by something soft and heavy.
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