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Selene perks her head up before there's a knock rapping against my door.

Vanessa, she confirms before I open it.

"The boys have dialed in," Vanessa announces as soon as she sees my face. "It's up to you. We can head straight to the hospital, or you

can settle in and wait until tomorrow."

My stomach twists, heartburn coming out of nowhere to spread fire through my esophagus. "Oh." I could almost forget why I'm here, distracting myself with everything else. "Tomorrow's just fine-"

"No," I cut in, shaking my head. "I need to talk to her now. The quicker we get answers, the sooner we can get Lisa back."

Vanessa searches my face, her brows drawing together as she weighs the situation in her mind.

After a moment, she steps back, motioning me out of the room. “I'll

let Ves know."

"Ves? Oh. Vester." I've never heard her talk about him before, and their curious interactions earlier have me wanting to ask her what's going on.

But I'm not exactly sure how to casually bring up such a level of gossip.

Is it gossip when you're talking to the person in question?

Either way.

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"You can stop staring at me like that." Vanessa smiles at me as we head out of the lodge, flanked immediately by two burly wolf shifters I don't recognize.

"Like what?" I ask, feigning innocence for as long as I can. It's embarrassing that she caught me.

Once we're both buckled in and Vanessa shifts into reverse, she

exactly on talking terms right

ooze casual, even if my ears would be perked as high as hell if I was a dog right

in my direction. "He thinks you should stay in Granite City, on Westwood lands, under guard at all times." "Oh." Distaste

alpha is not distracted during this time of crisis. I think he needs to get his head out of his ass. And as for Alpha,

doing that. However, there has

pack." She glances at me again, then back to the road. "It's rough when you have a fated mate. The pull

that she and Vester are also fated mates. "It

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and Alpha are. Slowing for a red light, she leans back in the seat, glancing in her rearview mirror. "And none of you

in the backseat, who all seem to shrivel at her

I whisper, even though

She winks at me. "Gotta

"I'm not your-"

I know. Not

like her, Selene says, but I don't like that she's put me in the

hop over the

almost blows out my mental eardrum. With those hulking brutes? No,

familiar scenery pass. You're the one who showed

the backseat, startling all

car?" Vanessa asks me in confusion. "I heard she's great

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the 'p' hard, and Selerie begins to yowl like a cat in heat. "She's just upset she's in the

that she's able to be around all of us without slinking away is a sight I've never

dog in question begins to sing the

bodyguard finally gives in and reaches into the

the hospital, she's sitting in the middle seat, accepting the pets of both

shakes her head. "Your dog is

I mutter, though my mind is elsewhere as the tall building looms

we approach the entrance, each step

glances at me, her eyes filled with concern. "How are you feeling,

steady my nerves. "Nervous," I admit,

afraid of?" Vanessa asks, her words soothing, a balm to the anxious bubbling of my

What am I afraid of?