~ Matteo ~The drive over was painstakingly quiet and tense, Harrison had got the minibus ready for us and as many warriors as possible had been crammed into it. The fact I owned half the cops in the town meant we stood no chance of being pulled over, although some were giving the mini van a second glance as we bombed down the street to Leo's penthouse. Which I got. Not everyday you see a van filled with dozens of large males, all with sour faces and grim eyes. The rumble of the minivan's engine filled the tense silence, a backdrop to the mounting pressure weighing down on me. I glanced at the rearview mirror, catching the furtive glances and whispered conversations of my pack. Their frustration was palpable, an almost tangible force pressing against my chest.Harrison as the designated driver sat in the front with me, but even his usually calm demeanour was strained. He knew the stakes. We were on our way to rescue Samuel, our Beta and my brother in all but blood. But the delay, the
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