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“So where is it?” Alain reached for his pocket and pulled out a piece of paper that had clearly been folded and unfolded numerous times. “Your father’s letter,” he handed it to the young Alpha. “His letter still held his scent.” Ansel brought the letter to his nose. Indeed, the Shadow Alpha was not lying. The papers that Alphas used to write special and important letters such as this have thumb marks, with the Alpha’s blood as an ink, at the lower right.

Bow and submit to this Alpha immediately or die. .

Immediately she stopped, the alpha jumped out of the back seat, “follow me to my office.” She threw the keys to Callister and walked behind Alpha Alphonso. Inside his office, he motioned her to seat, and when she was almost on the chair, he shook his head, making Alpha Ciandra’s ass hanging in the air. “These are the files I wanted you to go through. Make short notes about the Wild Pack.” Alpha Alphonso dropped the files with a smug look. She went to the door before she told him she wasn’t his assistant. Before she opened the door, he informed her, “and the Free Pack.”

The forest opened into a wide clearing, moonlit and quiet, the air colder here, sharper, humming with the invisible barrier that separated their land from the next pack’s. Declan’s wolf stepped beside him, fur bristling. “Alpha… once we cross, we’re exposed, you know that, right?” Derek didn’t look at him. His gaze stayed locked on the darkness ahead. His wolf turned his head, meeting his Beta’s eyes. For a moment, the rage softened — not much, but enough to acknowledge the loyalty standing beside him. He dipped his head once.

"Don't say it out loud yet, not until I know more." He nodded and he left. I stood alone in the room and I turned it over. Petra. Her jaw already set before Ryan had opened his mouth. Her hand already moving to write things down. He took your Beta, Ryan. What else would he want? The question that sounded like impatience but could just as easily have been redirection. My phone buzzed on the bed. It was from an unknown number with one message. You should know what your Alpha is willing to trade for his Beta.

“Did I give you permission to leave?” I blinked, puzzled, and turned to him with a frown. “No, you didn’t but—” “No buts Little Wolf,” he interjected. “I didn’t give you permission. That is all.” My frown deepened, and I felt a moment of misgiving start to creep over my happiness. “Yes, Alpha,” I acquiesced eventually. “I apologise.” Again, even though nothing in his expression changed, some sixth sense told me that the Alpha was enjoying this new arrangement between us.

With a few taps, he had the documents on the screen that he was looking for, showing them to the alphas assembled. They proved everything!

DANE T he sun shone down as Madden and I sat in the rental car across from Sun Sing Chinese Restaurant. We’d arrived twenty minutes early in order to coordinate with two more of our teams. With what little we had to go on, I had increased the tail on Alexander Ducane. It seemed that now Tel’annas was no longer a ‘threat’ to him, he'd become more relaxed. It had only been three days but the douchebag had ventured out more in those three days than he had in the last 3 weeks.

He will definitely pay. In rage, I capture all the males from the pack, half of my men help me in tying the men in a single file, and the women are taken to shelter under the large tree. I have already sent for some vehicles to transport all of them. If they can’t protect their people, then they might as well be my slaves. I will take care of the women instead. I don’t find the Alpha though, he is MIA, he is pathetic.

What had she done? “Perfect.” Alonzo praises, a prideful smile on his face as he looks over all of their signatures. They had finally done it, and now there was no one who could take it away from him. “I will have these looked over and send you a copy when they are finalized.” He informs, holding a hand out to the man. “It is a pleasure doing business with you, Lucius.” The Castelli man nods, shaking his hand and returning the pleasantry before turning to his wife. “You’re up, mi Amor.”