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Blinking, I ask, “Oh?”

“Yes. I’m bringing you to meet the rest of our pack’s elders.”

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Aiden

The journey to Delilah’s packlands is longer than I expect it to be.

I remember Raine telling me that it was toward the outskirts of my rule, but never did I expect for it to bethisfar out. When we arrive, Delilah stops us before we’re able to make it across pack borders, coming to an abrupt halt.

She shifts and turns to me. “Listen…I need you to know that whatever my pack alpha tells you, it’s most likely a lie.”

I shift too and grimace. “Everythingyouare telling me could be a lie.”

“Why would I travelallthe way to you just to make something like that up? I risked my life trying to sneak out and get to you,andwhen I met your enforcers at the border.”

She does have a point—a rather compelling one at that.

We managed to sneak out ourselves from my packlands without alerting any of my enforcers, which had been a feat in itself. I’d gotten good at it during my teenage years, back when my father was still alive and breathing down my neck about every little thing.

My only ounce of freedom had been outside of those estate walls, running free in the forest without anyone warning me to be careful.

“You do realize that in all of this, I’m just trustingyourword,” I say.

She props her hands on her hips. “Seriously? You were taking it seriously when I told you she was sold off as a breeder.”

My heart squeezes at the reminder.

I hope it’s not true. I hope this is all one massive plan to coerce me into coming to see Raine so that she can talk to me, because the alternative is far more sinister than I could ever hope to imagine.

Being sold off as a breeder is terrible by itself…but to the ruthless Southern King?

Raine’s as good as done for.

No matter how much hurt she caused by her lies—or according to Delilah, lack thereof—I never wanted anything bad to happen to her. I cut her out of my life not to punish her but to protect myself. In no way had I ever wished ill will on her.

As much as it stung, there had still been a small part of me that hoped she would find happiness with her baby and the male who got her pregnant.

“Yes, I do remember that,” I tell her, annoyed. “I was there.”

“Okay, then act like it. She’s in trouble. I have no clue where the Southern Lands are. The only reason I remembered how to get to your packlands is because I mapped it out with Raine before we left.”

I nod slowly. “Has she never left Andromeda either? Aside from the ball.”

Delilah shakes her head.

Then if she has been sold, there’s no way for her to find her way back here, even if she wants to. She could try to trace her scent back, but at some point, the trail would taper off and she’d be stuck wherever it ended.

I have a vague understanding of where the Southern border starts, but where Nyx Calloway’s actual packlands are? I have no idea.

Not to mention even if I did, would I be let over the borders to see if Raine was with him?

“My beta and one of my advisors are already here,” I explain. “They’ll look around while I talk to your alpha. Stay hidden, I don’t want them apprehending you.”

She nods and quickly shifts.

I watch as she darts through the forest again, disappearing.

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