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Chapter 26: The Sleeping Beauty

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Milana’s SUV rolled back onto the pack's lands. The guards didn't bother to check her vehicle; nobody spotted the two rogues crouched in the trunk.

She pulled over near the dense tree line and released them, handing over a spray. “Mask your scent and wait for sunset. I will show you to the target's room and help you get her to the border,” she whispered.

The rogues nodded silently and vanished into the brush.

Milana continued her journey, but when
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