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“Yes, Alpha!” Jun says, instantly leaving the room.

“I will check on Stella’s progress,” Dante says. “And then see how the investigation on site progresses with our team at the warehouse.”

Liam nods his approval.

“It’s too late for us to head out to Sunset Hills,” Annie says to me. “I will send Silas a message and ask him if we can meet tomorrow.”

“I will be ready,” I promise her.

Silence engulfs us again as we all think about the worries and tasks ahead. We need to find Imogen, the man in the picture who hired her and her team, and Charlie’s father. And…

“I will need to tell Charlie she is a hybrid,” I say quietly. “It’s another piece of news I have to break to her, and I don’t know how.”

“I think all you can do is be honest,” Dave mutters.

“You are right, and I can’t postpone it for too long. I will tell her tomorrow,” I say. “After Annie and I return. I want to make sure Dante and I are there to protect her.”

“Make sure to tell her about the one hybrid she already knows,” Annie says. “Jazz! She knows Jazz and finds her cool. And tell her about Celine and how awesome she is.”

Annie is right. Celine is one of our closest friends. She is an alpha of a werewolf pack but at the same time a hybrid and part witch.

“She needs to know that nothing is wrong with her,” Dante says. “That hybrid or full werewolf, it doesn’t matter.”

I nod. “You are right. We need to try to make sure she understands that this is just news. No bad news, nothing horrible, just an answer.”

It’s late at night when Dante and I return home. I briefly checked in with Charlie, but she was already deeply asleep. Tomorrow she will be allowed back home, and I will need to tell her the truth. Even more important for Annie and me to talk to Silas.

“What a day,” I say.

“For real,” Dante agrees. “But you know what? Things are moving now, and all thanks to your gut feeling.”

“Yours too,” I say, smiling a bit when I feel his arms wrapped around me from behind. I lean against his chest, letting the warmth of his embrace engulf me.

“No, Ella, credit where credit is due. You pushed for this to happen, for us to go out and lure out Richie. Your instincts told you that something is off with her and that something is probably going on with her father. You knew we had to act now.”

“So, you think I’m right and Charlie’s dad is up to no good?”

“I absolutely trust your instinct,” he says before he presses a kiss against the back of my head.

His words make my heart beat faster in joy. To this day, I still have trouble fully believing in myself. Nefeli and I have both worked so hard to become the best beta to Annie, the best version for us. Annie was the first person who saw the good in us and the potential. And then Dante came along and just accepted me the way I am.

“How tired are you?” I ask.

I can feel his lips turning into a smirk. “You know sometimes you are just too tired to sleep,” he says. “Or you are preoccupied with thoughts so that sleep won’t take you along.”

“Are you saying you are preoccupied?” I ask. “What are you thinking about?”

“How incredible you look in that dress.”

I chuckle softly. I almost forgot I’m still wearing my flashy red piece of glitter. Dante’s words pretty much told me we are on the same page here, so I turn around in his embrace and jump into his arms. He has expected my move, easily catching me. One of his hands gropes my ass while the other shoves the dress up.

“Short dresses are clearly approved by me,” he says. “More practical than I thought they are.”

“Good to hear that.” I grin. “But how are you going to get my underwear off?”

“Easy,” he says, shoving me against the wall. His hands keep me in place while he moves his head between my legs, using his teeth to tug my panties down. We are both quite athletic, and Dante has a lot of strength, but unfortunately, neither of us is a circus artist, so eventually Dante has to put me down.

We both laugh, and I use the moment to wiggle my panties down and kick them into a corner. I lean against the wall, closing my eyes while Dante kisses my stomach. His lips move further downwards until his head is right between my legs. I spread them further for him to have better access. His hot tongue moves over my lips. He uses his thumbs to pull them apart, plunging his tongue inside me. His thumb moves to my clit, circling it, while he pushes one of the fingers of the other hand inside me as well.