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Chapter Sixty-Three - Ida

We lost Nell.

Liam’s blood ran cold when the unusual transmission came through.

Robin?

Melas. My nephew is tracking them.

Where are you?

But there was no further message and he hit the wall in frustration, belatedly realising it wasn’t his own office he was damaging.

“Sorry, Alpha King.”

“Understandable.”

The older man came across and began to inspect a crack in the plaster. Liam was convinced this was a wind-up. He was sure it had been there before.

“Stop messing with his head, Alpha,” Rae dared.

She was flicking through a fashion magazine yet it was clear to Liam it was only a prop to keep her hands busy. Biting her nails had come and gone, as had fidgeting.

Brock growled, though it sounded playful to him. He was glad she’d found her special someone. Whether they were fated mates or not was nothing to do with him.

Taking a risk, he shared what he knew. It still seemed incredible to him that he may have elvish blood.

“I don’t think she’s dead.”

Liam winced at the word he’d used. One
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