The charms on Cousin’s wrist sung. They vibrated so loud she woke, and was on her feet ready to kill. The air hummed with a power she had not felt yet. It was familiar, because it suffused the whole island. Now she knew its source was a man, the Alpha Master, her father.
Cousin stood, hands at her sides, eyes closed. Her breath was even and relaxed. An expression of peace was on her face. Nothing about her demeanor reflected the chaos of emotion within.
Cousin’s eyes snapped open. The first hint of rose touched the horizon.
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