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“I saw Bryn when I arrived,” he explained quickly. “I didn’t know you were keeping it a secret, Alpha. If I had, I wouldn’t have told her.”

I stepped in front of Jasper. If I were calm, I would have found it funny and maybe a little nostalgic that I was getting between the two men again, just like I had when Night and I denied our feelings for each other. But I wasn’t calm; I was ready to rip someone’s head off his shoulders.

“Don’t you dare blame him, Night Shepherd,” I snapped. “You are the one keeping secrets from me. Why didn’t you tell me that you did this? No, forget that—why did you send a hunting party at all?”

He sent one more glare at Jasper, then put his hand on my shoulder. I allowed him to steer me away from Dom and Jasper to a more private spot, but I jerked free the minute we had gone far enough.

“Stop stalling and tell me,” I demanded.

He closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them, he looked a little apologetic, but not in a way that said he knew he’d fucked up.