HIS SUBSTITUTE MATE’S REVENGE
I called out from the kitchen, wiping my hands on a towel.
"Coming, Mommy!" Averi called back, his tone instantly shifting to guilty panic.
I froze in the doorway, my wolf slamming against my ribs like a caged animal. Averi was standing by the sofa, holding the glowing black comm-device to his ear. The digital screen displayed a single, blood-red crest—the mark of the Supreme Alpha.
"Give me the phone," I hissed, my voice dropping to a lethal whisper as I lunged across the rug.
I snatched the device from his tiny grip and slammed the end-call button before Tristan could utter another syllable. My breath came in ragged, shallow gasps. My chest felt like it was being crushed by a silver vise.
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