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Chapter 22 Hunter and Tara

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Breaking Point

Tara pov

The phone call from Marcus came at dawn, dragging Hunter from the first peaceful sleep he'd had since the attack. I was curled in the uncomfortable hospital chair beside his bed, a blanket tucked around my shoulders and my dark hair falling across my face as I dozed. I had insisted on staying through the night after the doctors had expressed concern about his blood pressure, claiming I wanted to monitor his recovery.

Hunter knew better. I was as worried about the escalating situation as he was, and neither of us wanted to face the growing threats alone.

Hunter pov

"Dad?" I answered the phone quietly, trying not to wake Tara. She looked cute sleeping.

"Son, I need you to listen carefully. We have a situation."

The gravity in dad's voice made my blood run cold. In the space of ten minutes, my father outlined the devastating attack on Mountain Ridge Pack, the refugees now sheltering at Silverstone, and the increasing boldness of the Broken Bond Broth
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