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Exhausted she licked the silver cub's head. He was strong enough. He was brave enough. He would be big enough. She rested her eyes for a moment, content in the knowledge that she had done well. The Alpha's pup was blessed, the sage raven had said.
She herself was tired. The young Alpha had visited her, shortly nuzzling her neck. It was not love between them, but there was deep respect. Respect enough that he had asked her if she was well. Of course she had said yes. No one in this pack could dare to be weak.
But it wasn't true. She was not well. Not at all.
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Summer 
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