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As much as it started as an act, her breathing leveled out quickly. I lowered to my knees next to the bed to lean over her.

“I love you.” I pressed kisses across the bridge of her nose and to her cheeks. I reclined against the side of the bed,hand stretched to cup her jaw as I scrolled through my email notifications.

One of them was for a denied deposit from her account.

I shook my head at her.

Stubborn girl.

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Iraised an eyebrow, unbuckling my seat belt to turn toward Verity. On the entire drive, she’d been filling me in on her and Alex.

“I know, I’m a weak bitch,” she moaned, thumping her head on the headrest. “But when I woke up and he was in my bed, wrapped around me . . .” She shuddered and sighed. “I gave in. It’s like this magnet pulling me toward him, he just seems so . . . everything.”

I snickered at her sappy expression. “Didn’t you say he was too young for you?”

“Girl, the dick is too good. He is literally the best I’ve ever had. No, the best I could ever have, without a doubt.”

“That’s how it tends to be between fateds.” Verity falling in love with a shifter. I never assumed that was in the realm of possibilities.

She smiled at the road sappily.

“Honestly, I thought he’d be too uptight to be with me. Considering.” She motioned around herself. She was the epitome of a goth-girl. Tattoos, black-dyed hair, the facialpiercings . . . honestly gorgeous, but there were always snobbish people.

And to be frank, yes, the Wilder men seemed like the judgmental, nose-in-the-air type.

I’d feared Lucian wouldn’t accept my past, so it was obvious I had the same assumptions about them. Because I understood her concern, I didn’t bother brushing her comment away.

“I was surprised your mate walked out and kissed you goodbye without once trying to tempt you to stay,” Verity said.

“Me, too.” Even before she arrived, Lucian hadn’t put up a fight about me going to work. In comparison to how he usually dogged my steps, he was shoving me out of the door.

“Alex did say something to me before I left.” It was like an alarm went off in my head, and I slowly turned. “He mentioned to stay close to you, and that they were chasing some lead.”

There was only one thing that could mean. I gritted my teeth. They might know where Cierra was.

“Did he give you any more details?”

“Nope, just said to stay near you the entire time.” She shrugged and pulled into the parking spot near the golf course.

“That bastard,” I muttered. “I think they know where Cierra might be.”

“And of course, he didn’t tell you.” She rolled her eyes. “He’s super overprotective.”

“Tell me about it,” I huffed out. “Alphas are extra.”

I undid my seat belt, exited the car, and went to join her.

“If Cierra is still in town, which it’s sounding like they have confirmation,” I muttered. “Promise me you won’t leave the venue, and don’t go alone if you have to.”

“I’m the one that’s supposed to make you promise that. You’re the one she tried to drown.”

I pursed my lips. The point was made.

“Still.”

I followed Verity to the side entrance of the building. It was squat and long, the freshly painted ivory walls perfectly maintained. We entered a narrow hall with dark cobalt carpet. It didn’t take us long to find the kitchen since Verity seemed to have been here before.