She tilted her head, studying me as if I were some puzzle she was trying to put together. “Oh? So who are you? A fugitive?” Her voice wasn’t mocking, but it held a challenge, as if she were testing me.“None of your business,” I snapped, turning my back on him, ready to walk away and leave all this mess behind.“You’re on my territory,” he called to me, his voice firm and confident. “This is my land.”I froze, then turned to face her. “Your lands?” I said, my tone dripping with skepticism. “This isn’t pack territory.”“This is my pack’s territory,” she snapped, her eyes unwavering. There was no trace of doubt in her, no hesitation. I stared at her, searching for a lie, but she remained unmoved by my gaze.“Of course,” I murmured, looking away, suddenly unable to meet her gaze. “I’m leaving. I swear I’ll never come back. I didn’t even know this place was claimed.”“Who are you?” he asked again, his voice lower now, almost curious.“Nobody,” I said, turning around again. “I am nobody.”
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