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82. A Dead Heart

Author: L. G. Savage
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

The car stopped at the Dark Moon pack gates and Jackson stepped out, ignoring Micah’s objections.

Something wasn’t right, and it wasn’t the presence of the stupid pack camped in his forest—though their numbers were indeed a worry.

It wasn’t Chase’s scouts and warriors watching them from the forest, either.

‘Alpha, we’re too exposed here. I’d feel better if you return to the car until we join the other team inside,’ Micah mindlinked as he came to stand beside him.

The Head Warrior looked around and kept alert to any threats as he had trained his whole life to do. He shouldn’t have bothered. No one would attack him when they were fully aware he could sense them in their hiding places. They wouldn't be so obvious if they were going to ambush him.

‘Did Amber cause trouble when you threw her out?’ he asked Micah.

Micah tensed and turned to look at him with his eyes lowered.

‘You didn’t seem surprised that Dylan rushed back to deal with her,’ he stated, his suspicions growing as he watc
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