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Peggy might have been young, inexperienced, and more than a little naive, but she wasnt an idiot. Alarm bells were, rather belatedly, drawing her attention to the red flags that she had been determinedly ignoring. She didn't want to believe that he meant any harm. He had been so sweet and honorable, and he'd given her the attention she had craved, had made her feel for once like she was beautiful and desirable... but she was definitely starting to get the feeling that something was very, very wrong. "I... I will have to think about it," she hedged. Her voice sounded strange in her ears, like it was coming from far away, and too calm, at odds with the panicky feeling in her chest and the way her hackles felt prickly, like they wanted to be standing on edge. She stood and backed away. She didn't, she realized suddenly, even know his name. "I have to go. I promise I will think about it." Confused and alarmed, she turned her back-pedaling into a spin and sprang into a lope that she knew would be a sprint as soon as she was out of sight. She wanted to get home where she would be safe to think without feeling pressured, where she could talk things over with wolves she knew and trusted.

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