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“I have to say, wolf, you’ve got balls. I’ll give you that.”

They herded me out of the room, and I went willingly.

“Well, you know. Anything for the family, right?” I looked at him, as an Alpha and expected to see some sort of comradery.

But instead he looked away, then pushed me out the back door.

Into a fenced in backyard filled with men and women and children.

“Welcome to your execution.”

Chapter 14.

Sam.

“That fucking… idiot!”

I trembled with rage as Dane and I awaited the arrival of the cavalry. Dexter and Grayson and every other Alpha and Beta wolf in the pack were on their way.

We needed help taking down these bears and rescuing our Alpha.

We couldn’t do it on our own.

And so I trembled with fear a block away from the bear’s apartment block.

“What now?” Dane demanded, pacing the sidewalk and cussing as he went.

I hung up the phone after I listened to the voice mail.

“Tayte. He’s…” I swallowed. I knew he’d done it.

Before I’d got the confirmation, I knew he’d gone to the bears and offered himself up. But to hear it on my cell was a whole other level of grief.

I cleared my throat. “He’s made a deal with the bears. His life for Celeste’s, and peace between the two packs.”

“He fucking what?!” Dane glared at me.

I glared back. “What the hell are you looking at me like that for?”

“This is your fault! You blamed him for what happened to Celeste.”

“So did you!” We all did, Claire included.

“I didn’t want him to fucking die, though!” Dane’s voice cut out halfway through his words.

I swallowed the lump in my throat as I struggled to hold back my grief.

“I know… I know. Neither did I. I was just angry.”

Angry at the Fates that dealt us such an ugly hand. At Tayte, for being stupid enough to lie about the most important thing in our lives. And Celeste, for believing what she’d heard and not coming to us to find out if it was true.

I groaned as the realisation hit.

I was angry at Celeste.

But I hadn’t been able to feel that part of it. After what had happened to her that night, I’d pushed the anger down.

But part of me felt betrayed.


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