"Fuck me" Rebecca swore under her breath.

The girl laughed "No thanks. I am willing to deal with your dramatic boyfriend, I still have no desire to fight him."

My world was spinning, what did the girl mean about being sold? I had lived in Phoenix long enough to know that human trafficking was a huge risk, was that happening within the pack? Was there other packs out there other then this one? I was so new to this world I had not thought to ask.

"What's your name?" I asked the girl as she turned away from me.

"That is a dangerous question. Are you sure you want to know it?" The girl gave me a half smile.

"Yes." I breathed.

"My friends call me Flic" Flic smiled as if she was letting me in on a joke.

"Come on Flic, I have no desire to be an imprint. Also, Rosalie promised to do full facials when we got home." Rebecca pulled her away.

I watched Rebecca and Flic make their way through the crowd. Rebecca kept her eyes down, not making eye contact with anyone they passed. Flic guided them out of the room, almost daring people to meet her gaze.

Warm arms wrapped around me. I could feel the silent anger in Sam's touch. It didn't scare me, it was the same anger he held when he had found out that the Dad's had taken me onto the misty lake. Turning into him I dropped my silent vigil of the girls leaving the party early. Sam gathered me against him, and we began to dance.


Chapter 33: One Glance Away

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POV: SETH


I reached for Bella's hand. Her feet had been almost rooted to the ground, she had planted them so hard throughout the reception. I could tell from her stance that she was trying to appear better then she was. It was a common thing I would notice in the summer, as girls vacationing here would try to pretend to be something they are not.

Plastering an almost cartoon smile on my face, I tried to infuse some natural joy into Bella. The hard part for her was over. Now she can be herself, dance with her imprint, and not have to worry about the exes that had been invited.

Looking at Bella I saw her, not the facade that she can present like second nature. I don't think Bella is truly trying to be something she is not. I just wish she wouldn't care about the opinions of the other guests here. Relaxed Bella is my favourite, although unsure cooking Bella is a close second. That is only because the creations she makes are absolutely fantastic.

We reached the end of the aisle. She dropped my hand, melting into Sam. I gave them both a quick smile before making my retreat. I needed to get away from them, before I was forced to go for a run. Mom wouldn't mind if I absolutely needed too, but, I know she would prefer me to be as present as possible.

Embry clapped a hand on my back. We had been friends long enough, that we hardly needed words anymore. In the presence of others we will speak our minds, when it's just us, it's not required.

Selfishly, I was glad that Embry hadn't imprinted on anyone yet. It was hard enough to want to imprint as badly as I did, and see others in the pack living my dream. If Embry imprinted, the jealousy might eat me alive.

"Hey, congratulations-" I was stopped in my tracks by a girl.

I recognized her, but, couldn't remember from where. She pushed herself against me, to others it might have looked like a friendly embrace. My brain clicked - Hailey, oh fuck. I politely tried to put space between our bodies.

"Thank you Hailey" I tried to sound kind but also end the conversation.

"You look so yummy Sethy" Hailey gave me what I assume she thought was a seductive smile.

I felt Embry bite back a laugh. He would never be unkind enough to outwardly laugh. Unlike me, Embry had decided to keep himself waiting for his imprint. I tried. I tried hard. Then when pack mates imprinted, and nights grew long, it was easy enough to find someone consenting.

Hailey was the girl that had filled the void in my chest the night after Leah imprinted. I was still new at being a wolf. It wasn't my proudest moment. After the night I had thought about dating her. I couldn't bring myself to do it. What if I imprint tomorrow? Would I want my imprint to feel like they are a rebound?

"Thank you Hailey. I tried to look good for my mother's wedding." I looked her up and down.

Maybe I could go for seconds with Hailey. She wasn't unattractive by any standards, she wasn't a knockout either. Hailey was the girl next door. If I didn't turn into a giant wolf, maybe we would have hooked up every holiday when we came home from college. At this rate, if I still didn't imprint by then, maybe I would sleep with her every time she came home.

Still, Hailey didn't deserve what I was willing to offer her. Maybe she would imprint on one of the guys. Then I would get to see her at every pack event, until one of us died. Knowing exactly the spot that made her squirm. Please, Spirits, do not let her join pack life, or the wolf that imprints on her might kill me.

That was the other risk of casual relations. It wasn't like I wasn't participating in a part of normal teen boy behaviour. I knew many non-wolves that slept with a new girl each party. Brady did and he was in the same situation as me.

"Hey Seth, who's your friend?"

Speak of the devil, and the devil shall appear. I watched Brady's face lose focus before intensifying as he took Hailey in. The need for me to go for a run knotted in my gut.

"Hey Brady, this is my friend Hailey" I tried to emphasize friend as I spoke it.

I really didn't want to wolf out at my parents wedding. Brady was always a hothead, he might not love that I slept with his… imprint? How did he look at Hailey? Can I match the intense look and just… pick a girl? I shook the thought out of my head.

"Hi Hailey" Brady smiled at her. I had never seen much more then a smirk from him.

"Hi Brady" Hailey's voice hitched. She focused her attention back on me.

I took a step back, assuming she was trying to find a nice way to tell me to buzz off. I didn't need to be told to leave new imprints alone. I was very well fucking versed in how to behave as the unimprinted pleb.

"Seth would you like to dance?" Hailey asked me.

I blanched. This was new, normally the imprint happens and they fall head over heals in love. When Bella remembered I existed after imprinting on Sam, we were all shocked. Now I am being asked to hold a newly imprinted lady on the dance floor. I looked at Brady, he looked pissed. He reached out grabbing my arm, he pushed me towards Hailey.

"Of course he wants to dance with you. Who wouldn't" Brady answered for me.

He tightened his grip on my arm. I felt the bone flex under his grasp.

"Yeah. I'm up for a dance" I smiled at Hailey.

I could feel Embry's nervous energy behind me. I gave him a, "please, please, please, tell an alpha this shit is happening" face. Brady growled at me when he saw my silent plead. It might have looked like I wasn't excited to dance with Hailey. Which was very true. One wrong step and I could be splattered against the trees.

Keeping a respectful distance, I twirled Hailey around the dance floor. Hailey spun holding my finger, she twisted herself flush against my body. Brushing her hips against mine. I met Brady's furious gaze. What did he want me to do? Push her off my body? Stop dancing with her?

I moved to place my hands on her hips. Watching Brady's expression go from mad to murderous. What did he want me to do? If I put my hands above my head I would look like I was thrusting into the girl in a mosh pit.

Brady started to close the distance between us. This is how I die. I hope everyone has wonderful lives. Whomever my imprint was going to be, I wish them as much happiness as ever. Even if they will be in a world without me.

My hand was intertwined with a girl's with copper hair. Her back was towards me. Yet, she pulled me away from both Brady and Hailey. I felt sparks fly where our hands entwined. Her scent relaxed the essence of my soul.

"Look up" her voice washed over me in a melody of syllables.

I looked up at the stars. Fighting every atom in my body screaming at me to look down at this girl.

I felt her wrap her arms around my body. My arms wrapped around her. She fit perfectly. I would do anything, be anyone, to keep her. Inhaling deeply she smelled of lavender, sunrises and fresh cinnamon buns. At the edge of her scent my instincts kicked up. I smelled vampires. Holding her tighter I scanned the crowd, looking for vampires.

She giggled against my chest. It was a wind-chimey jingling. I wanted to hear it everyday for the rest of my life.

"Stand down soldier. No vampires present for the wedding. I did have one do my hair, though." Her melodic voice made goosebumps appear on my skin.

"Vampires are dangerous" I warned her. Knowing I would not restrain her, even if she wanted to interact with vampires.

"No more dangerous then giant wolves" she whispered. Pressing her lips over my heart.

It skipped a beat. When my heart restarted I wondered if this was it. Was I going to imprint today. Anticipation and longing had me looking down at the girl. I couldn't see her face it was hidden by both her hair and our high difference.

"Looks like your mom is looking for you" she sighed.

Following the direction her head was pointed. I saw my mom in a near panic. Her face was contorted in horror. Why was she looking like that on her wedding day? What happened?

"We should go see what's going on" I reached for her hand. It was as natural as breathing.

She dropped my hand. Not looking at me.

"You go. We can catch up later" I heard the sad tone in her voice.

I held her hand again. Again the sparks flew at our point of contact.

"I don't have to go-" I protested.

"Seth. You are the golden son. Go help your mom, it's her wedding day. We have time" the hope that saturated her voice had my heart stuttering.

Nodding I painfully released her hand. I would clear up whatever was going on with Mom. Then find the girl again. I needed to know. Needed to know if she was the other half of my soul.

Moms face relaxed as I walked away from the girl. Fuck, I didn't ask her name. Turning back I was just going to quickly ask, maybe look her in the eyes, then help mom with whatever is going on. Priorities, I had priorities and this girl was the top of my list.

Jake grabbed my arm, pulling me in the direction of my mom.

"Bro, what the hell?" I pushed my heels into the ground. It didn't matter. Jake pulled me with the strength of an Alpha.

"Sorry Seth. I was told to bring you to your mom. Hopefully one day she will be my mother-in-law. Gotta build points where I can." Jake delivered me to my mom.

"Thank you Jacob" Mom spoke with intense relief.

"Hey mom. It's all good. I know I was dancing with Brady's new imprint. She asked me, no harm no fowl. I was able to get out of the situation before any blood was spilled." I tried to reassure mom the fastest way I could think to do.

My mind was trying to think of a fun line to use on the girl. 'Hey' seemed too casual. Maybe 'Miss me already?' No… 'wanna sneak a piece of cake, and talk under the stars?' Oooo I like that one.

"Seth you are not to talk to that girl again" Mom's voice was harsher then I had heard it in a long time.

"Hailey? Yeah totally. I will keep my distance, I know the rules" I reassured Mom.

"No, not her. The one you hugged. You are not to talk to her, look at her, think about her, do anything that has to do with her" Mom ordered.

My head spun. I had listened to my mom my entire life. Dad died when I was young, Mom had always helped steer me in the right direction. I trusted her more then anything or anyone else in my life. Yet, my soul screamed that she had no fucking clue what she was talking about.

"She isn't meant to be a member of our pack. Not anymore." Mom sounded serious.

"Mom. I felt…" I paused, taking a steadying breath. "Mom, what if she's my imprint?"

Surly Mom would want me to imprint. She would want my happiness. Growing up she would read books about giving me the moon if she could. What if this girl is my moon?

"Seth, not everyone imprints" mom spoke as if it was rehearsed.

"Mom?" My voice cracked

"You don't want to imprint on girls like her, Seth. You will imprint one day. On a girl that is good, kind, and will be loyal to you." Mom tried to inject false confidence into her words.

I watched everyone else get their happily ever after. Every other wolf got their other half. I watch painfully from the sidelines waiting for it to be my turn. I had never felt the sparks I did for this girl. Yet, when it was my turn, I am told I am not allowed to have the same completion the rest of my pack gets?

"Who else?" I demanded

In the back of my mind I reminded myself that this was my mothers wedding day. Not a day to fight with her. Emotions bloomed in my chest at the thought of missing my chance with the girl. With potentially my girl.

"What?" Mom blinked looking confused.

"Is it just me who doesn't get to be complete? I have watched everyone else imprint. Seen the joy in every Elder's eyes as they imprinted. Yet, you look horrified at the thought of me being happy. So tell me. Is. It. Just. Me?" I bit back tears as I spoke.

"No. Oh honey" Mom reached to embrace me.

For a moment I wanted to let her. Wanted the loving embrace of my protector, teacher, provider, my mom. This time, however, she wouldn't be able to make it all better. She was the villain in my potential love story. She chose to hate who the fates had picked for me, before even fucking meeting her. Did she not see the joy on my face when she held my hand?

"It's not just you. You are not alone in this" mom tried to reassure me.

It only added accelerant to the burning man I was slowly becoming. I felt parched, knowing only one person held the much needed water. I was being barred from that person.

"Who else? Obviously fucking not Leah or Jake or Brady, Sam, Jared, Paul, Quil.. who the fuck is left with me? Who are you going to keep separated from their imprint as a sick game? Should I just make a life with them? Be the outcast of the pack, those who will never truly know what it is like to live with a full soul?" The words poured out of me like a barrage of pebbles against an impenetrable barrier.

"Embry" mom breathed out like an apology.

I turned from her. Fuck this wedding. Fuck finally feeling like a real family. Fuck my life. I needed to find Embry. Then I would find the girl.


POV: EMBRY


The panicked look in Seth's eyes as he was forced to dance with a newly imprinted girl, priceless. Would I have also had the same expression, hell yes. Brady is one of the more volatile of the pack brothers. Even without an imprint, he could get really territorial over girls he was interested in.

Brady would do this thing at parties that I hated. He would call dibs on a girl. No matter if she was interested in him, or someone else. Before I joined the pack it used to piss me off. Afterwords, it annoyed me but really didn't effect me. I wanted my forever person, my imprint.

Spotting Sam in the line for the speeches I bee-lined towards him. Jake might have taken levity out of the situation. Being the next Chief gave him a perogative to be noisy, he was still learning how to balance his role with his friendships. There was a potential that he would see his future brother-in-law in trouble and fly too fast too soon.

We needed Hailey to think the dance ended organically and to move on from Seth. She could pick anyone else at the party, just not another wolf. Especially imprinted on someone as hot headed as Brady. Poor thing.

"Hey we have a bit of a situation" I spoke too low for the rest of the people standing in line to hear. Sam looked at me expectantly. "Brady imprinted. His imprint wanted to dance with Seth. Brady forced Seth to dance with her."

"The imprint is too new for another wolf to be touching the girl" Sam matched my too low for humans tone.

I simply nodded. Sam pulled out his phone texting quickly. My phone chimed in my pocket. Retrieving it I read the group text from Sam:

Brady congratulations on your imprint. Reminder to all wolves, no touching the newly imprinted girl. Seth finish your dance and take your leave.

"Thanks Sam"I felt relieved. Didn't need a new girl causing the death of my best friend.

"How are you doing?" Sam questioned

I respected Sam as my Alpha, but, he often saw too much. I thought I had hidden my disappointment that Brady imprinted and not me. It mixed with the guilt that I was happy Seth hadn't imprinted. We are thick as thieves, don't know what would happen when one of us does imprint. Maybe we can imprint on sisters at the same time.

"I will be okay" I let Sam see my vulnerability.

Unlike Jacob. Sam didn't imprint right after he phased. It was a few years of having a single Alpha. It made the pack happier when he finally found Bella. Everyone could see she is his other half. If they didn't imprint, I would have put money on Sam never looking another girl in the eyes for the rest of his life, just so he could marry and be faithful to her.

"It sucks, but I want the perfect other part of my soul. Maybe she is currently learning how to surf on a deserted island. I wouldn't want to miss out on fun stories of her life before me just because it would be nice to meet her sooner." I told Sam. These words were a mantra of sorts, each time I would get upset that I wasn't imprinted I would remind myself that she is out there.

"Into surfing chicks hey?" Sam gave me a cocky smile. It was easy for him to change between Alpha and friend.

When Sam imprinted, I thought I had lost another friend. Yet, unlike the other imprinted men, he didn't put walls between friendships with unimprinted pack members. The rest of them had in some ways.

Growing up I had been thick as thieves with Jacob and Quil. After they imprinted they started going on double dates, rebuilding the cars had been pushed to the side. I didn't push them, knowing the feelings that newly imprinted men have. Though, a heads up when Quil claimed to need the garage for fixing his dirt bike would have been nice. I had been excited, thought for the first time in over a month I would get to see my friend, and actually spend time with him.

I shut the door on the garage fast enough so that Claire didn't know I had accidentally walked in on them. Quil had taken a piece out of me that night. He didn't understand what it was like to lose your best friends. Neither did Jacob, as far as both of them understood, I was the one causing distance in our friendships.

"Hey, can you do me a favour?" Sam asked.

I could see understanding in his eyes. If Sam had not been my Alpha I might have quit pack life and gone rogue. I would do anything for him.

I nodded.

"Can you please check on Bella. She is sending weird emotions through the bond" I watched Sam open and close his fists as he spoke. The anxiety was written on his body in small mannerisms.

"Totally. Good luck on your speech" I clapped him on his shoulder.

The crowd was densely populated. Even though I had the height to see over the majority of people, finding Bella wouldn't be easy. That is, if I didn't rely on my nose. Taking a deep breath, I picked up on Bella, by following the sweeter version of Sam's scent. Before they imprinted, Bella had a scent uniquely hers. After, their scents fused together.

Their scent at least smelled good. Jared and Kim had a bitter scent when theirs mixed together. I wanted to find out why they had a different base scent then the rest of the pack. When I asked Billy about it, I was told not to ask those kinds of questions.

The closer I got to Bella's scent, the more I felt overwhelmed by another scent. This one I hadn't smelled before, it was a mix of fresh cut tulips, ocean mist, and rising dough. I had never smelt something more perfectly attuned to my taste.

Slowing my steps, I circled around the crowd. I wanted to see who's scent was pulling me in so strongly. The girl was taking to Bella, her copper hair slightly illuminated the lights from the string lights.

I rocked from foot to foot, trying to gain confidence to talk to them. I knew Bella would be a good sport. If I imprinted in front of her, I think she would be excited. Her voice entranced me, I could sense a feminine dominance. My mouth went dry, I couldn't talk to them with a dry mouth.

Poring myself a cup of punch I turned walking towards them. The girl said something to Bella that I missed. I missed it because my heart dropped out of my chest, as I watched her dance her way through the crowd. Maybe it wasn't time. Maybe she isn't my imprint.

My heart felt like it followed her as she gracefully moved through the crowd. The night was still early. I had time.

Bella seemed on edge now that the girl left.

"How are you holding up?" I asked

Bella jumped. I couldn't help but worry something had happened, to put her on edge.

"You okay?" I let my genuine concern leak out into my tone. I didn't need to pretend with Bella, she could know how I was feeling.

"Yeah. Sorry. I was just talking to the girl that came here with Beck. I didn't see you come up."

I watched Bella school her face in a smile.

"You didn't get her name by chance did you?" I could hear the desperation in my own voice. I followed the girl with my eyes as she ventured with Beck onto the dance floor. I could feel my wolfs desire as she moved her body gracefully on the dance floor.

Remembering Seth, I spotted him, frozen in place, horrified panic on his face. Hailey appeared to be grinding against him. I was about to make my leave, and race to the aid of my friend.

"No. Why?" Bella smiled at me.

I shrugged. Trying to not race to the dance floor before it was absolutely needed. I shrugged my shoulders, to try to prevent my wolf from shifting. Instincts are hard to control, especially when someone you cared for was in trouble. Seth was definitely in trouble.

Very gracefully, the copper haired girl pulled Seth away from danger. Brady replaced Seth in the dance, I could see the enjoyment on Bradys face of the sexual nature to his new imprints dance. Even if she intended it for Seth, and not him.

I watched, waiting to feel the jealousy of Seth getting a hug from the girl. Yet, jealousy didn't come. Strange. Maybe it is because we hadn't imprinted, I simply felt the pull to her.

"What?" I questioned Bella. She had been staring at me with a grin on her face this entire time.

"Nothing. I was just wondering if you might have imprinted?" She questioned.

Was I being that obvious? I thought I played feeling the pull off very well. At least not as poorly that Bella would have noticed. Maybe I was being creepy when I was pouring myself punch and watching them. I shook off the thought, it was Bella asking, she would tell me if I was being creepy.

"Not yet. The girl you were talking too. I did feel a pull towards her" I admitted. With the admittance I felt hope bloom in my heart. I had wanted an imprint so much, for so long.

"What are you doing over here then! Go to her, she might be your other half!" Bella screamed at me.

Looking around, I was glad no one was listening to our conversation. I laughed, not finding a reason to protest her request. My soul did want to go to the girl.

I weaved thought the crowd, watching Seth be pulled from the dance floor by Jacob. Speeding up, I was stopped in my tracks. Billy rolled in front of me.

"Where do you think you're going so fast?" Billy asked me.

"Oh you know, the dance floor is a fickle mistress, it calls to my soul." As I spoke I tried to step around him.

He continued to wheel in front of me. Not letting me gain any meaningful ground to the dance floor, or my target.

"You will not go to her" Billy growled.

I paused in my attempts to by-pass my chief.

"Excuse me?"

"You will not go to her" The Alpha command in his voice was evident.

My wolf growled internally. If Billy was my Alpha it would have stopped me in my tracks. However he was not my Alpha. Only Jacob or Sam can truly produce an Alpha order for the pack. Billy knew that. Whenever he went into the Alpha command tone, usually we listened to him out of respect, not because the command actually did fuck all.

Imprints, and who imprinted, was not something that was Alpha ordered. It was something to be celebrated. Yet, I was being told by my chief to not pursue the girl that my wolf was submitting to. The girl the man in me would do anything to cause her happiness above all.

"Stay here" Billy growled, rolling back to where I came from.

I didn't need to turn to know that Sam must have returned to Bella. Billy was going to make the Alpha order official. It was now or never. I waited long enough for it to be more effort for Billy to come back to stop me, then it would be for him to hope Sam would do the order. Then, I continued to the dance floor.

A hand braced my bicep. I knew this grip. If I respected Billy, the owner of this hand held a paternal role in my life. I wanted to ignore them. Go to the girl, see if we imprinted. The hold would be easy enough to break, he had grown frail with old age. I felt the air leave my lungs as I turned to face Old Quil, not hiding the desperation I felt in my soul.

"Oh son" Old Quil released his hold on me.

The look in the old man's eyes was pained. He knew exactly what holding me here was preventing.

"Why?" I choked out.

Luckily for me the music was loud. None of the human party guests must have noticed anything off. If they did they ignored it, thank god.

I watched the man's mouth open and close many times. The internal struggle was evident as he scanned my face.

"It's not time yet" Old Quil sounded as hurt as I was feeling.

"It was time for everyone else" I weakly protested.

"Everyone else has the same imprint story. You are meant for a greater gift. Though, the other Elders don't view it that way." He confessed.

"She is my imprint?" I asked stupidly. Every moment not being able to meet her already hurt my soul.

"The issue is your imprint" Old Quil stopped. Then started again "there is nothing wrong with your imprint. Though, she had attempted to join the pack years ago. She was just a kid, my wife Molly still won't talk to Billy because of this decision. It caused a rift between Rebecca and her Dad. It's the reason she switched schools and met her vampire boyfriend. Listen, there is much to talk about. We can't, however, talk about it openly here." Old Quil held an honest expression.

I trusted the man to tell me anything I asked. Looking to the dance floor I watched Bella's excited movements. Knew in my gut that she was trying to get the girl to come talk to me.I smiled sadly at the attempt.

"Hate to break up a conversation between friends. Old Quil, I think Embry has someone he needs to meet on the dance floor" Sam beamed at me.

I would have matched his expression if I didn't know, that I would not be meeting her today. If Billy got his Alpha order out, I wouldn't be meeting her period.

"I can't, Sam" the words broke something in me.

Turning, I watched the girl leave with Beck. Each step away from me was like a step on my heart. It wouldn't have surprised me if my heart was cut from my chest, the pain intensified with the added difference.

"We can fight this Embry. It will just take time" Old Quil's expression held an anger I had only seen on him once.

That was when I hadn't eaten in a while after Mom's new fling locked me in the closet. Mom had been kind enough to let me out to use the washroom. Not kind enough, however, to remember to shop for food, there was nothing I could steal on my way back into the closet. I forgot how many days I had been without food, sitting on the closet floor. When the doors flew open, I shielded myself, thinking her fling was going to hit me. It wouldn't be the first time a guy Mom brought home was threatened by me, her child, just a kid. Instead, it was Old Quil. He pulled me out of the closet and attended to me at his house. His wife Molly cared for me. I would still go see them once a week for dinners.

This trust prevented me from going to her now. I trusted Old Quil. I knew if he said we will fight this, we could fight this.

No wolf is to look the girl that came with Beck in the eyes. Alpha Jacob Ordered.

I felt the order in my bones. Walking away from the party, I pulled a chair under the forgotten wedding arch. Looking out over the cliff. I let myself cry. I needed to experience this as a man, if I was to phase now, I might never phase back.

A chair pulled up beside me, Seth looked just as wrecked as I did. His neat appearance during the ceremony now in tatters. The suit shirt was crumpled and pulled loose from his suit pants that were caked with mud. On his left foot his sock clung caked to his skin. The rest of his footwear was not currently on his person. Seth's hair looked like he had just taken a hard math exam, reaching over I pulled a sizeable twig from his hair. He didn't notice the gesture, hauntingly looking out over the water.

I debated falling into the dangerous surf, its not like the tribe would actually give a shit. Seth reached over, holding my hand, or maybe I was holding his. Either way, the contact planted both of us safely into our seats. Neither of us said anything aloud, both in our own private but connected hells.

My mind wouldn't stop wondering - what if I had ignored everyone, and looked into her eyes?


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