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My brother blew up part of Tyson’s house. It’s not completely destroyed, but Grey told me their bedroom was damaged badly and that they’re staying with Mason and Amie tonight. Ivy could’ve died. Their unborn baby!

I hate my brother. I have no idea where he could’ve even gotten the machine guns. I’m just grateful that whatever his dumb and awful plan was, that it went wrong and there were no losses on the Arcana Falls side. I’m also glad that Jessie Young is okay and back with her aunt and sisters.

Grey seems to read my thoughts. “He’ll have to go find resources. Regroup. It’s over for tonight. Let’s rest, okay? Jase and Linc are leavin’ at first light, heading to Silver Hills to meet up with Jared. We’re gettin’ to work on making sure this is over. I’ll get on it just as soon as I catch a few hours of sleep. Okay? On it until it’s over, babe. Full throttle.”

“Okay,” I whisper, thinking of poor Sherry who’s undoubtedly going to realize very soon what being the ‘Queen’ of Silver Hills means.

I’m just glad Grey didn’t go and leave me here. I shudder to imagine what Lincoln and Jase will think if they do get behind those gates and see what I’ve come from. The idea of Grey seeing it has bile bathing my wisdom teeth.

“So,” I say, “You pulled the knife out of my brother’s hand with your mind.”

He says. “Shocked the shit outta me, too.”

“Wow.”

“Yeah.”

“Your eyes were bleeding,” I whisper.

“It didn’t hurt like you’d think. What hurt was not being able to rip him to shreds. Intense emotion often means our eyes light with our inner fire. The level above that usually means blood vessels blowing in our eyes.”

“Like your head is about to explode,” I say.

“Yup.”

“Will you… go there? To Silver Hills?” I ask.

“Let’s see what the morning brings. Go from there. Let’s get some sleep, babe.” He presses a kiss to my mate mark before he shifts to his wolf shape, which startles me, but he remains still beside me and I know he’s again doing it to sleep light, to protect us. I snuggle into his soft fur and close my eyes. His wolf begins to purr for me, and it doesn’t take long to drift off after all.

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Grey

My phone rings. I grab it and leave the room since my mate is sound asleep in my bed. She sleeps on her belly. Nude. Beautiful. And allmine.

“Hello?”

“Hi Grey, it’s Ronnie.”

“Veronica,” I greet my cousin.

“Do you have a minute?”

“I do,” I say.

I’ve got nothing but minutes right now as I wait to hear from Jase and Linc who are looking for Wyatt and Sherry.

I’m wishing about now that I hadn’t let them run off half-cocked like that. I’m wishing I’d had my cousins whip up some of whatever potion allowed Wyatt and his betas to get into our village without us picking up their scents.

If they don’t have luck in the next twelve hours, I might ask Erica if she can help with that.

“When I met Stacy yesterday, I touched her,” Veronica says. “And you know when I touch people or their things… I often get information about them.”

“Yeah, I know,” I say.

“I don’t always want information. And I don’t get all the information, just big things. Traumatic events or big secrets. Things that dominate their personalities.”

“Okay.”

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