"You really ne
ed to see this!"
Without waiting for an answer, she put out her arm and show
ed a torn letter she was holding tightly. Ethan could smell his pack right away, but he didn't know who had written the letter. It was a message that look
ed like it was written quickly and messy, like the sender was in a hurry.
Gabriel mov
ed forward, his "alpha" reflexes kicking in. He pick
ed up the letter and quickly look
ed at what it said. As he read, his face got darker.
"What's that?" Ethan ask
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