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room falls into an awkward silence with my brothers finding random things to do rather than make eye contact with me. I feel uncomfortable as well. I mean, I’m happy she chose me, but what does that mean for the rest of them? What does it even for me? Maksim’s anger makes sense now at least. He’s none too thrilled that the hope of all wolfkind just picked a changed wolf as her mate to dirty up the Ivaskov name.
    The sun is close to setting when Ash yips excitedly and again, his tail thumps loudly as we wait for Kitten to wake up. The circle is formed around her once more, but this time a little more loosely as everyone is left to see where we now stand.
    I move to my knees beside her and brush her hair away from her face. “Are you away, beautiful girl?” I ask.
    Kitten yawns and blinks her eyes sleepily. “I think so.” She rasps.
    “ I’ll get her some water.” Kellan offers quickly.
    She looks up at me with a small frown. “Am I dead? Do you wake up from being alive and into death?” She asks, confused.
    I chuckle lowly. “You’re not dead, Kitten.”
    Her frown deepens. “I have to be, or else you wouldn’t be here because you’re dead.” She explains and now I’m the one frowning. I look across from me to Remy, and she follows my line of sight. “See? He’s dead too, so we all must be dead.” She says with a firm nod of her head like it’s decided now.
    Behind Remy, Reed raises his hand. “I’m not dead.” Kitten glances at him before staring up at the ceiling and huffing out a breath.
    We give her a moment to think and then she grips the stuffed wolf with both hands and holds it up to look at it. I small smile creeps over her face, and she brings it down to sniff at it before tucking it away happily at her side. She pats her chest and stomach before her eyes go wide and she starts screaming.
    Everyone jumps back, looking around for the threat but it’s still just us in here. The screaming stops and she begins to sob once again. “What is it, Kitten? What’s wrong?” I ask her urgently.
    “ My legs!” She wails. “They took my legs! I don’t have legs!” She says hysterically.
    Logan bursts into laughter and doubles over, holding his stomach. “I’m sorry! I know it’s not funny, but oh my god, she’s so fucking adorable.” He speaks through his endless laughter, wiping away tears from his eyes.
    I roll my eyes at the idiot but quickly turn back to the distraught girl in front of me. “You have legs, Kitten. Ash’s big ass has just been sitting on you for hours now, so they’ve probably gone to sleep.
    She sniffs cutely and looks down to her legs, or actually, she looks down at Ash sitting on them. He barks a hello and raises his head to lick away her tears, causing her to giggle and dig her hands in his fur.
    I relax and sit back on my heels, just taking in her smiling face. She turns to me, and her expression becomes more serious. She reaches out a hand and brushes a lock of my hair away from my face before cupping my jaw, her eyes roving over every inch of me. I hold still and let her inspect me, enjoying the tiny pinpricks her touch is creating.
    “ I thought you were dead.” She tells me.
    “ Nope, never dead, Sweetie. You thought I was dead this whole time?”
    She nods her head and looks over to Remy. Her other hand stretches out, and he’s quick to fall to his knees and lean into the touch. His eyes close as he places his own hand over hers, turning his head and placing a kiss on her palm.
    “ We didn’t die in the crash.” He explains. “But we were incapacitated, and for that, I am so sorry. I wasn’t able to stop them from taking you, and I will never forgive myself for allowing that to happen. I have no right to ask your forgiveness, but I hope that one day I will be able to earn back your trust.”
    Kitten blinks at him a couple of times and shakes her head. “There’s nothing to forgive, nothing to be sorry about. You didn’t take me, you didn’t