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[I Would Rather Die]

SEBASTIAN

“Sebastian, leave what you’re doing and come to my room,” my mother ordered. The urgency in her voice had my body tense.

I growled, “Mother, I’m kind of busy here.”

“Don’t you dare growl at me, boy. If I say to get your ass here, then leave what you’re doing at once.” She closed the mind-link following her sturdy warning.

Without another thought, I hopped from the bed, changed, and rushed from the room, only telling my mate to stay put. My mother’s room was a few doors down. I combed my hands through my hair and knocked.

“It’s open,” she called back.

I barged into her room to find my mother pacing, a disheveled mess. Everything about what I was doing left my mind as I focused on her. Something was wrong, otherwise, she wouldn’t be pacing like a caged animal.

“Mother, what’s wrong? Why did you drag me away from my mate?” I questioned, furrowing my brows, deeply confused.

“It’s my old pack. Your uncle Luther disclosed a few pack members went