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55. Going Hunting

Author: L. G. Savage
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Jackson stood outside his bedroom and made sure Layla was asleep when he locked the door.

His fists clenched as he marched down the hallway and the stairs. Two wolves. How did two wolves go past the wards that the supposedly strongest Circle members had erected? How did they both end up so close to Layla?

He pushed the door to the conference room so hard it slammed against the wall. Dylan, Micah, Jon and a few other warriors were quietly arguing among themselves, but they stopped when he walked in.

“Tell me how the fuck this happened,” he growled.

“We checked the walls along that boundary when we looked for the red wolf,” Dylan said. “There was nothing.”

“The men are still out there patrolling. There are still no signs,” Micah added.

“All of this started happening when the human arrived. Maybe we should question her,” Jon said.

He looked at his Gamma and felt his face tighten. After almost losing Layla, he did not need this shit. A growl from deep within him had all the people in th
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