NARRATOR

Meanwhile, in the central area of the pack…

The members of Valle Fértil were going to end up with sore necks from looking around so much.

Lorenzo’s mate had sore eyes and mouth from having them open so wide.

Here the stalls were like little wooden houses, not just goods scattered all over the ground.

Lyra looked over the merchandise and realized that the pack she’d ended up in was one of the most primitive.

Still, it was there she found the best thing ever—her sexy, delicious mate.

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