The entire pard, and pack, felt better touching each other. Jason was there, a hand on either side of my face, and the moment he touched me, the beast hesitated. A look that weighed me down to my soul, and I realized that in a way, that's exactly what he'd done years ago. Of behaving himself, of not pushing his advantage.
Zerbrowski frowned at me. Only when Mendez didn't follow me, did I realize that I should have peeled off to the other wall with him. Take us to her, I said. What could be better? Sleep, maybe.
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