When I snuck onto Planet Wolf to spy on the Union I didn't expect to be nearly blown up. But that's what happened. And maybe I would have died if I hadn't been rescued by them. Jadon, Carl and Alfie--three Wolf princes who weren't supposed to be at that meeting either. Everything would be great--steamy and hot--if only the translators in our ears hadn't been destroyed in the explosion. Now, we can't understand each other and we're stuck in the woods running for our lives. I'm not sure how this is going to work out but they're sure acting like they like me a whole lot. Maybe certain things can be communicated without words.
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