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“Can you give me more details?”

“An arranged marriage,” he scoffed. “To the family’s heir. My father arranged it.” He almost spat out the words. “I’m being forced into it and tried to let off steam tonight, but… he was coming and I… you found me.”

I couldn’t look at him because he’d see the fear inmyeyes. What the F? Forget the damned treaty. I’d taken the Alpha’s son’s intended. Hawthorn, I think his name was. But why didn’t he wait for his fated mate?

Because not everyone has one.My wolf understood shifter law and fate.

But he’s young. He might not have met the one yet.

I needed advice on what to do and where in the heck I was going. Speeding along a highway with no destination in mind wasn’t a plan, and I needed one.

Okay, I marshaled my thoughts. Step one. Talk to my brothers. That wouldn’t be an easy conversation, but they’d have my back.

There was a sign for a truck stop, and I eased off the speed and took the off ramp.

“Where are we going?” Reign sat up straight and grabbed the door handle.

“I need fuel and to make a phone call.”

He narrowed his eyes. “You don’t have a phone on you?” He peered through the screen. “Maybe I should get out here and hitch a ride somewhere.”

“I need to call my family, and I’ll be honest, they might have choice words for me when I tell him I kinda kidnapped you.”

“Oh. You didn’t. Not really.”

“But some might see it that way.” People like the Stravons.

I pulled off the road and handed Reign a wad of cash. “Why don’t you buy us some food while I make the call?”

He studied the rumpled money as if he didn’t know what it was for.

“Or not.” I may have come across too strong and he wasn’t one for taking orders, especially from a stranger.”

“I could eat,” he said eventually. He got out without looking back and entered the truck stop store.

My palms were sweaty as I pulled out my phone and opened the group chat with my brothers.

We have a problem,I typed.Major problem. Need to talk. Now.

The responses came almost immediately.

From Boaz.Call.

I hit the voice call button, and within seconds, all five of my brothers were on the line.

“What happened?” Boaz demanded. “Did the Stravons refuse the treaty?”

“Worse.” I rubbed my hand over my face. “I found my mate.”

Silence.

“What?” Lake’s voice was just above a whisper.

“Holy shit,” Thiago yelled.

“Where? How?” Riggs asked.

“Congratulations?” Maynard offered.