Chapter 847
“What?” Roger asks, going suddenly rigid and raising his head, his alpha instincts probably anticipating an attack of some kind –

“No,” I say, gaping up at the sky. “Roger, look –“

And he turns to follow my gaze, his own mouth falling open as he sees –

What looks like a thousand shooting stars
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