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When she opened her eyes, the world was a symphony of scent and sound. She could hear the heartbeat of every creature within a mile. She could taste the fear of a deer three ridges over. And she could smell, woven through the pack like a shared breath, something she had never smelled in all her years of tracking wolves.

“I don’t know how,” she whispered.

The gray alpha turned and trotted into the trees. The black beta fell in beside him. The pups—older now, nearly grown—yipped and circled her, tails high. June Hervas, PhD, formerly of the University of Montana, formerly of the human world, let out a long, low whine that was not grief but relief .