NEVA POV
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Mitch didn't sleep that night. I know this because the back room light was on when I got up with Ren at four, and it was still on when Ryke got up at six, and by the time the rest of the compound assembled itself Mitch had rewritten the entire third-territory filing twice for no reason anyone could identify except that his hands needed something to do that wasn't checking his phone.
My wolf: *He's nervous.*
Mitch doesn't get nervous.
*Mitch has never had a reason to before,* she said. *Watch him.*
I watched him. He was cross-referencing something that didn't need cross-referencing, with the specific over-precision of a man managing an entirely different kind of anxiety through the only mechanism he trusted.
I decided not to mention it. Some things needed to run their ow
