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A pillar of strength with no stones behind her.
Tiberii held the world on her shoulders.
And yet, she'd been so distant.
Since the loss of Solvi, Shiloh ... Hexx ... Golde ....
... she knew that her presence was more ghost-like than the Pillar of Strength that Dawnbreak needed. And her grieving had been evident only to those closest to her, for she was so afraid to let anyone else see the pain that burdened her. It was easier to be angry. It was easier to be strong. And perhaps all she needed to do was push past it. She could save her moments of weakness for times when she was alone, or for times when she was surrounded by her sisters.
But Dawnbreak needed her.
Didn't it?
The bull shook her head, moving through the denning area with the intention to seek out a couple of the pack's newest members. Valkyrie and Jökull. The Northern Vikings that had chosen to make their home here — she wondered how they were doing. She wondered if distracting herself with stories of their lives would make her feel more full. Her golden eyes, molten with the fire she fought within her soul, would search for the two Northern warriors.
Perhaps she needed their strength, too.
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