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Chapter 133: Callan

Callan POV

I paced the auditorium stage where we held the pack meetings and felt my rage begin to overwhelm me. Archer was itching to get out and was clawing at the wall that separated us.

I ran my fingers through my hair for the umteenth time. I was going crazy without my mate. It had been three days now since she had been gone. Allister had done an excellent job at covering his tracks. We always seemed to be one step behind him. How the fuck he was managing that, I had no fucking idea. I had some of the best trackers in the region on

Andrew, Rodney, a nearly healed Hank, and Drake all sat at the chairs before the stage waiting for the next order. “Alpha, you know what packs are calling Allister right?”

I had heard the murmurs. They were calling him the Lycan King. Which only would cause problems. I nodded my head. “You know what that means, Alpha.” Hank added.

I nodded once more. “But if memory serves me correct from our lore, in order to be deemed king, he would need to have a
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