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Alpha Tate’s POV

Eyeing the piece of paper in Lacey’s hand, I finally take it from her, carefully unfolding it while Lacey holds her breath.

“You can go, Lacey.”

She doesn’t immediately go, and I can tell she is hunting for an invite to spend the night together, but I have other things, more pressing things, to tend to.

“Thank you.”

Spinning on her heels, she exits.

Taking a deep breath, I inhale Kit’s comforting scent and read the note.

We have your mate. If you want her back, surrender your pack to us by midnight tomorrow or she dies.

Dropping the note onto the desk, I rub my temples.

It would be almost laughable if it didn’t make a new worry grip my very soul.

This, this right here is just another reason why I couldn’t ever be with Kit.

Even though this pack is just a bunch of morons, had they not been, it could be Kit that they have right now instead of Sarah.

But they got it wrong. They thought the woman who was acting as my Luna for years was my mate.

They have no idea that my r