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Chapter 179

Author: Iamfide
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Michael’s POV

We moved fast.

The second the sun started to rise, Lora and I were already past the east part, slipping past the border into the dense pine thickets beyond the territory lines. There were no patrols, or guards.

Lora stayed a few steps behind me, light on her feet but tense. She hadn’t spoken much since Greg gave us the order to follow up on Mara and Rhea’s movements. I didn’t blame her. The silence between us was laced with suspicion neither of us wanted to say out loud yet.

Mara and Rhea. Trusted pack members and protectors.

Or so we thought.

“They escaped during the fight” I muttered, glancing at the tracks in the dirt. “Didn’t say a word.”

Lora grunted. “And stole the ancient relic. That’s what tipped Andrew off.”

“Smart of him,” I said.

“Too late,” she replied quietly.

Yeah. It was. We were playing catch-up, and with Dorian breathing down our necks, every second mattered.

We followed the trail for another mile before the forest gave way to an old hunting cabin. It l
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