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“Thank you.” Seth breathed out. He knew if anyone would understand it would be Terra. He smiled as he took the necklace, putting it on before his own hand moved to rest against hers. “If I don’t make it… Tell him I’m not sorry. I love him. But I’m not sorry at all for my actions.” Seth replied before she was gone.
It took Seth a lot longer than he thought it would, but finally he made his way back, heading straight to his room and collapsing onto his bed. Taking out his phone, Seth called Terra. “I’m back in my room. S-Send Peter in when he can, please.”
Terra had taken post outside Malia’s room, and waited anxiously for word from Seth. She was tapping her nails on her thigh when she got the call. “Of course.” she said, but before she could get up, the door had opened.
“Stay with Malia.” Peter said calmly, forcing his wolf down long enough to go to Seth’s room, knocking on the door and pausing. “Seth?” he asked, voice not as even as his command to Terra. He opened the door carefully and went right to the bed. “Baby, I was so worried. Are you alright?” he asked, eyes flickering as he moved to kneel next to the bed, hands reaching to touch even as he fought the overwhelming emotions rippling through the surface of his calm facade.
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