I thanked the woman breathlessly, my heart still hammering against my ribs. "Did you actually sabotage their vehicle to pull me out of that trap?"The woman tucked the steel thumbtacks into her pocket, her expression softening into a kind, weary smile. "It was nothing, dear. I was just out gathering supplies for my den when I scented trouble. I saw those two males shoving you into the back of that van, and my instincts screamed. My kin used to run a combat arena for warriors, so I know a thing or two about an ambush. I ducked into a hardware stall, grabbed these tacks, and laid a trail they couldn't miss. There are too many shadow-packers prowling these borders lately. A lone wolf needs to be wary."I offered her a bitter, hollow smile. I had known Tyler was a rotter, but I never imagined he would sink to the level of trading a pack-mate to the slave-dens.The woman shrugged, adjusting her heavy coat. "Regardless, I must be on my way. You should clear out too. Go somewhere with plenty
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