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“That sort of arrogance was the reason we left our packs and started this one,” she said. “We weren’t exactly being killed for no reason, but we know what it’s like to be ruled under an alpha’s iron fist. It fucking sucks that we’re back to square one.”

“It’s not your fault,” Lance told her. “It’s no one’s fault besides Troy’s. We’re searching for him now, and we’re not leaving the area until we’re sure that he’s dead.”

Dom and I nodded along with his words. We were on a mission, and that mission wouldn’t be complete until Troy was dead and buried.

“If you need help, we know these lands pretty well. We can—”

“Cat,” Leo interrupted, “I’m sure they’ve got things under control.”

She paused, then said haltingly, “Oh. Sure. Of course. Sorry about that.”

I kept my face neutral about the help that was offered and then taken back. Leo probably already felt stretched thin enough as it was. He probably hadn’t been alpha for more than a couple of years. This sort of attack wasn’t something you w