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Chapter 74 – The Escape ( Part 1)

Author: Karima Sa'ad Usman
last update Last Updated: 2026-01-29 13:45:14

The roar of voices filled Patrick’s mind before the morning light had even broken through the curtains. It wasn’t noise from outside , it was the pack link, chaotic and frantic, howling through the shared psychic bond that connected every wolf within Range territory.

Alpha, Alpha! the voice came, sharp and panicked. Beta Jason has escaped! We can’t find him. He’s gone, Alpha!

Patrick’s eyes snapped open. For a moment he thought he had misheard, but the echo came again, a chorus of nervous minds all confirming the same thing. He’s gone. The cell’s empty.

His body tensed beneath the sheets. Then, in one fluid movement, he sat upright, his chest rising and falling with sudden fury. “What?” he barked aloud, his voice echoing through the room. “How in the hell, ”

But before the thought could finish, his gaze shifted to the other side of the bed. Michelle lay there, sleeping soundly , or pretending to. Her wrists were bound loosely with silver cuffs, enough to suppress her strength but no
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