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“I know, Rowan, but her safety is all I can think about right now. If we lose her…”
I didn’t explain that losing her would not only incapacitate me, but also Flint and Heath. There was too much to explain right now, and not enough time to explain it.
“You bit her, so you can sense where she is, yeah?”
“To an extent.”
I closed my eyes, preparing to push my awareness along the mate bond. Then I remembered that message waiting for me. Maybe Heath and Flint had caught up to her already.
“Hold on,” I told Rowan.
When I read Heath’s message, ice filled my veins.
“Flint and Heath are trailing her. Her kidnappers knocked her out and gave her to her old packmates. They’re taking her straight to their packlands, back to Ironwood.”
“A pack where we have no connections,” Rowan growled. “Of course.”
“This means pack war,” I breathed, my eyes turning to the wolves milling around the throne, waiting to follow my lead.
They raised their heads and howled, a sound filled with confidence. No one hesitated. If their pack alpha called for war, he would have it. The thought filled me with dread. Their howl echoed through the throne room, a parody of my chosen pack name.
When the sound died, Rowan’s low voice filled my ear.
“It doesn’t have to.” He knew me better than any of my old Frost Fang packmates. He’d sensed the horror in my words.
Pack war weakened both packs, leaving no true victor. Half of Frost Fang might die, simply because they followed me.
“Threaten war,” Rowan suggested, “but you’re the distraction. Meanwhile, I’ll infiltrate the Ironwood pack and find your mate.”
“You’ve never met her.”
“I will know her by the pack mark… and your mate mark.”
Rowan’s confidence inspired my own. If anyone could find her, it would be Rowan. He was the best tracker I knew. He’d spent more time as a wolf than anyone else. I couldn’t think of aworthier, more capable wolf to hunt down those responsible for kidnapping my mate.
“Find her, Rowan.”
“I will. It’s time I meet Freya.”
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