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Kane heads down the hall and I follow close behind.

It's a strange sight to see this hulking, naked Alpha with his tribal hair and piercings walking stark naked down this painfully fluorescent-lit hallway.

If someone saw us now, the simple shock would probably buy us enough time to attack them.

But I hope that doesn't happen.

Ahead of me, Kane's nose sniffs the air.

“We are getting close.”

As soon as we left our observation cell, he was able to pick up a trace of Truk's scent. As Dog and Hines ran towards the communication center, Kane and I followed Truk's trail down the hall.

Kane stops in front of a large metal door. It doesn't look any different from the others we've been through. But the way his nostrils flare as he sniffs the air tells me this is the place.

In fact, I can smell it too. The woodsy scent of Truk is in the air. It's so strange and out of place in this high-tech facility.

Kane nods and leads me forward. There's a keypad next to the door, and I type in the code Hines