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As a result, I could recognize his handwriting at the first glance. Following the pieces with my name, I hurriedly flipped through these unordered pieces trying to connect the few words. The more I read at it, my whole heart seemed to be suspended in the air. And I was extremely shocked. This was a family letter from my father to Aidan when he was still the Alpha of the Red Pack. The content of these pieces were incoherent. But I did see a few key sentences: "Listen, Aidan. Bradley Claus seems to be near our Red Pack lately......

“What does it say?” “I didn't read it. It's a handwritten letter with the red tag on it” As soon as he said that, my head snapped to his side. A handwritten letter with a red tag is the highest communication mode in the Jager Clan. It's sent from someone of a higher rank. It's an important letter that can't be ignored. The red tag is the blood of two people combined. What does father have to say that is so important? “Drop it and leave” I said. Kael dropped it on the centre table and left, closing the door behind him.

I thought I changed my address information everywhere, but apparently, I missed something. Letting out a slow exhale, I went through advertising leaflets until my gaze halted on one letter with a bird's wing in the logo and the name Ravenford Foundation. My breath caught in my throat. Why in the world would I receive a letter from them? "That doesn't make any sense," I muttered just as Joy returned with wine and chocolate-mint ice cream. "What doesn't make sense?" She cocked her head, glancing at the letter I held in my hand.

Damien was cold but he was sentimental on the inside so the first combination I tried was Marcus’ birthday and it clicked open immediately. Really? Inside it were some cash, a gun, and some other documents. Nestled between them was an envelope that just seemed to shine through on its own like I was being led by instinct. I fished it out urgently and in it was a letter. This was it. Had to be it. My heart slammed against my ribcage as I opened the letter in question. About ninety-five percent of it was redacted. But something stood out. A name that made everything inside of me shake.

Her stomach churned. Cael turned to Jared. "Bring the letter." The beta promptly handed over the envelope sealed with red wax. The Bloodclaw crest was clear as a scar: a wolf with open fangs wreathed in flames. Cael broke the seal and unfolded the letter slowly. Aurora kept her eyes on him, feeling her chest tighten. With every line he read, his expression grew darker. The aura around his body vibrated, dense, almost threatening. When he finished, he folded the paper carefully and handed it to Jared.

I will meet you all at the meeting points and together w e will move to safety. Queen Raven Wolfblood. I bit my thumb to sign it. It was the official letter, I did not want people doubting its eligibility. A drop of blood fell on the paper with my thumb following it to press on the paper then I raised and licked my thumb. My hands were shaking, reading the letter with Logan’s words just echoing all over my head. Damn him, damn that man. I groaned, shaking my head to fold the paper and slip it inside the book only to stop.

Something bad was happening and I had no clue on how to stop it. My heart got heavier and heavier, as I opened the letter. It was neatly written, the red stamp prevalent and clear as to where it came from, my heart sinking farther and farther, as I read the contents of the letter, until I could not read no more. ‘YOUR SCHOLARSHIP HAS BEEN REVOKED’

Lisa thought about it for a minute then smiled real big and said, “It’s a deal sweet cheeks.” It was getting late so I decided to end our dinner date and go home to look over my agenda for tomorrow. Lisa said she’d be over early in the morning to say goodbye and bring some snacks for the road. As I walked through the front door to my little cottage for the last time, I noticed a letter had been slid through the door. It looked like it was from a law firm, I quickly opened it hoping it wouldn’t be something to delay my trip. Enclosed was a key and letter addressed to me that read:

Drake look straight into Calvin’s eyes adding the needed mystery to hook Calvin in, “he is good, like very good.” “I don’t think that’s possible,” Calvin was as confused as I am, “I mean don’t the Alpha accept the prize on behalf of his pack?” “That’s just the thing,” Leon said, “A different person goes up the stage every time they win and their speech is always, ‘On behalf of our Alpha Leader and the people of The Black Moon Pack, we accept the prize.” “Maybe they don’t have an Alpha,” I suggested before taking a drink from my beer bottle.

Bye and be strong. Yours truly, Diana. The content of the letter cleared my doubt about the writer. It was very obvious the letter was from someone close to his heart. ‘How sad the alpha must have felt after reading this heart-breaking letter from possibly the one who could have become his Luna mate.’ A stream of tears rolled down my eyes. Although what I have read had nothing to do with me, it did trigger my emotional state at that moment. The bizarre part remains, I was feeling for the very barbaric who held me hostage and treated me like an animal.