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Chapter 129: Callan

Callan POV

I stormed through the gaping hole that was once the front door of the packhouse. My chest heaving from exertion. In front of me was a blood bath. At the base of the stairs Rodney had his hands placed on Hank’s stomach. Upon closer inspection, I noticed Hank’s intestines seeping out between their fingers. Staff lay bloodied, some deceased on the floor in the foyer. It was a bloody mess.

I was one of the few people that knew that Rodney and Hank were mates. The pain in Rodney’s eyes as he met mine, were devastating. These were two of the strongest men that I knew besides Drake. Seeing one of them down was one of the hardest things. But I had a more important matter. My mate.

‘Made it to the panic room. Maeve is here safe. Shaken up but safe. No Luna.’

His words pierced me through the heart. As I tried to send a mind link our connection had some sort of interference. Somehow I knew she was still alive. It were as if I could still feel the tether that bonded us together, howe
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