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What’s stopping Daniel from selling her off too once I’m gone? I have no legal claims to her since she isn’t from my pack. It would be a long and strenuous battle trying to fight for legal rights over her and by then, I’m sure Daniel will have gotten rid of her.

Shit.

“Why did they stay in the North for a week if you sent them away?” Camden asks.

Daniel shakes his head. “I wasn’t aware that they did. Peter was pretty eager to leave after I threatened to get our alpha king involved, so I assumed he went back down south. It’s my mistake for not following up. But you have to understand, I was doing what I felt was best for the pack.”

“You should’ve contacted me,” I tell him.

“Yes, I know. Forgive me, Your Grace. I simply didn’t want to bother you with something that I thought I handled.”

I sigh.

There’s more to the story here, but clearly my digging isn’t going to get any further than this. He’s sticking to his story and without me throwing Delilah under the bus, there’s no way for me to actually get him to admit to anything regarding Raine.

Perhaps I can get Delilah to talk to her packmates and get some deeper insight without blowing her cover.

“Well.” I lean forward and set my cup down on the edge of the coffee table. “Thank you for the hospitality.”

Daniel’s body immediately relaxes. “Leaving so soon, Your Grace? That’s a shame. Hopefully I’ve answered all of your questions.”

I stand, along with Camden and Constance. “Since we’ll need to talk to the other packs in the area to figure out the Southern pack’s reason for coming into my territory, we’ll be using Andromeda as our base camp for the time being.”

“B-Base camp?” Daniel sputters.

“Do you have a problem with that?”

He immediately shakes his head. “No, Your Grace. Not at all.”

Inwardly, I smile at how panicked he looks. “Good. Have your packmates set up dwelling quarters for my companions and me, then.”

“O-Of course, Your Grace.”

39

Aiden

“We’re actually staying here?” Camden mumbles at me the second we’re out of Daniel’s mansion.

“For the time being,” I say.

He follows behind me as Constance takes up on my right, her arm brushing against mine while we follow two of Daniel’s enforcers through town. Her voice is quiet when she speaks.

“I thought you didn’t want to leave the packlands, Your Grace.”

“Things changed.” Glancing around, I don’t spot Delilah at all, so hopefully that means she’s keeping herself hidden. The last thing I want is for Daniel to get his hands on her, on the off-chance that he knows she left Andromeda in the first place.

“Such as?”

I shake my head at her subtly instead of answering. We’ll need more privacy than this for me to tell them about Delilah. Especially if what she’s been telling me is true and that my fated mate has been sold off to some pack in the South.

No matter what, at the end of the day, Raine should’ve never been sold to any pack outside of my jurisdiction. We cut off all relations with Nyx Calloway and everything beyond the Southern borders a long time ago, back when my father was still king.

If for some reason Raine voluntarily decided to become a breeder—which I don’t believe in the slightest—then she would’ve at least stayed in the North, regardless of which packs were still practicing keeping a breeder.

Hell, if there aren’t any, then she should’ve stayed in Andromeda.

We’re brought to a large cabin just a few down from Daniel’s mansion. I have no doubt that Daniel, along with the rest of his pack, will be wondering why in the world we’re staying here and not the mansion, but there’s a reason for it.

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