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Samuel Whitton
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The night I was told that my granddaughter was kidnapped, I felt my world implode. It felt like someone had just ripped my heart out. I couldn't stop thinking that I had failed, and it was all my fault somehow.
They had tried to insist that I stay home and leave rescuing her to the young men of the pack. I refused. I would be going with them to save her the same as my son and his boys. I would not let the same thing happen to her that happened to my daughter. I couldn't let Trinity die either.
I was rewarded with the victorious sight of seeing my granddaughter again. I was too far away to see it properly, but I noticed that she had finally shifted into her wolf form. My granddaughter is a strong girl who fights. I knew her wolf was in there, somewhere.
