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“reddie still looked angry. But not at her. “Go on.” Tilted his chin at water. “Hunt.”

Hunt. Yes. She knew that. Understood that. Not like so much on land.

She sank underwater. Heard Freddie’s voice again. Loud. Commanding. Like alpha. “Showtime!”

Perdita grinned. Felt excited. And felt normal for the first time in too long. Let herself sink. The tip of her tail brushed the sand. She halted. Turned her face above. Moments passed. She could pretend she was home again. Silence. Indigo waters. Diamond lights dancing above her. Felt the same rush that always came with hunts. Different this time. There would be prey. But no companions. Unnatural.

Her heart lurched. Almost physical pain. Home.

Her pack. Heart ached again. She wondered if alphas had sent a search party. Or if they had moved on. Putting their survival first. Perdita could not blame them if they had. Every day was a fight. Fight to stay alive. Fight for food. For territory. To breathe the cleanest water they could find. To flee from monsters that bled poison.”
― Minerva Hart, Primal Instinct