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Which means…I’m back over the wall.

From the looks of the room I’m in, I’m also back at work.

Great.

The walls are that annoying, boring white colour. There are no windows, only one door, and I’m betting it’s locked. They carelessly tossed me into an empty room, not even bothering to chain me, the idiots. I check the corners and notice a camera, so I flip it off before stumbling to my feet. I have to catch myself on the wall because my head spins. Breathing through the bile crawling up my throat and the weakness in my limbs, I force myself to harden my jelly legs and make my way to the door. I test the handle and find it locked like I thought, then I start to pace, not wanting to fall back into unconsciousness.

My thoughts are slow and sluggish but still pained.

Cato… God, Cato. I remember him going down, his chest ripped open… I turn my head and vomit everywhere. Wiping at my mouth and shooting a glare at the camera, I begin to pace again.

Logic, Tally.That’s what he would tell me. Think logically.

He was hurt, but he can heal anything. He’s practically indestructible, and if I’m right, he’s safe. Someone will undoubtedly find him and get him help. That thought allows me to focus on my situation, because I’m all alone and surrounded by enemies in the one place I used to get excited to come to.

Did they get the research?

If so, then why am I alive?

I have so many questions and not enough answers. Lifting my hand, I go to scrub at my face, and that’s when I see it—Cato’s cracked, flaking blood on my hands and arms, and I’m sick all over again. I make sure to spray it across their perfect white walls, because fuck them.

Fuck the humans.

It’s up to me to save the monsters and stop the humans from starting another war.

From playing god.

They might have been underestimating me my entire career, but it will work well for me now, because I’m going to play dumb and rip them apart from the inside.

First, I need to get out of this room.

* * *

CATO

I hurry through the streets with Aria and Akuji, trusting her plan. After all, she knows more about humans and their world than us. If it means working with them to get my Tally back, then I will do it. I will do anything.

Akuji isn’t happy though. It’s in every line of his body as he stares at his mate, his ferocious need to protect her evident in his gaze. When we stop to wait, Akuji turns to Aria. “Are you sure about this? Going through the wall—”

“We have no choice.”

My impatience for getting Tally back makes me antsy, but I move away to give them privacy to talk, knowing I would be the same with my mate. I never should have let them get close enough to take her, and now I’ll live with that fear and regret for the rest of my life.

When I get her back, I’m never letting her go again. I will lock her in my room and keep her pinned in our furs as I make her mine like I should have from the start.

I drift closer again when Aria starts to pace, trying to dismiss Akuji’s worry. What they don’t know is that no matter what, I am going with her over the wall to get my mate back. I listen to them bicker, not saying a word.

Let them argue, it won’t stop me.

Her plan is simple—cause chaos over the wall, draw the humans who are patrolling beyond to those points, and sneak through. Next, we will make our way through the city, find Tally, and drag her home.

She isn’t doing that without me. Tally would kick my ass if Aria got hurt, but I also plan on ripping apart every bastard who touched my mate.

“But how the hell do we hide you? My whole plan relies on being unseen,” Aria snaps.

“We will figure it out, little mate.” Akuji pulls her into his arms, but I don’t miss his triumphant grin, even as jealousy fills me. He has his mate, while my arms feel empty without Talia. “As long as we are together.”

“Yeah, being cute isn’t going to help you,” Aria mutters, smacking his chest and pulling away, propping her hands on her hips as she eyes him.

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