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The revelation leaves me reeling, struggling to comprehend how she managed to hide her true identity for so long. The woman who saved Max was confident and carefree, exuding a sense of fearlessness that Bree never showed. Bree was always reserved, cautious, as if haunted by shadows of a past she never spoke about. How could they be the same person? The disparity between the two personas is jarring, and I find myself questioning everything I thought I knew.
As the report continues, my mind races. She’s Rhett’s mate, the one who robbed his pack. It all clicks into place. I can’t believe I didn’t see it sooner. All those secrets, all those fears, it all makes sense now.
“It’s reported that she knew you were coming to the city, that she had planned all along. The driver was a set up for her to get close to Max and you!” Damian’s words hit me like a wave of betrayal crashing against my resolve.
“Where is she?” My demand hung heavy in the air, punctuated by the frustration coursing through me. I fumble to dial her number, but it goes straight to voicemail–her phone still switched off, amplifying my rage.
“Damian, pull up the tracker on her car. We’re going to find her,” I command, my voice cutting through the tension.
“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” His serious expression mirrors the gravity of the situation we find ourselves in.
“She’s in danger,” I respond, urgency lacing every syllable. “If
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this information has leaked, she could be at risk from Rhett’s pack and anyone who sees her as a threat. I need to know she‘ s safe.”
Damian’s growl reverberates through the room, but my mother steps forward, her presence calming yet resolute. “Damian, despite your reservations about her, Soren is right. She is more vulnerable than ever.”
“She lied!” His accusation echoes off the walls.
“I don’t believe that. I suspect her Ex is behind this leak. Which means Rhett lied and recognized her at that meeting, Soren!” My mother’s explanation hangs heavily between us, causing a lump to form in my throat as I struggle to process the tangled web of deceit surrounding us.
“That’s why Rhett had her cornered at the council.” Damian’s words were a mere whisper, the edges of his voice tinged with regret and guilt. His eyes flickered with a muted fear that I seldom saw in my younger brother.
“Excuse me?” I respond, my tone sharp as a blade. The surprise was evident in my voice; I feel as though I’d been doused with ice–cold water. A surge of adrenaline coursed through my veins as I reach out, grabbing Damian by the scruff of his shirt, the fabric bunching under my clenched fingers.
“I didn’t think much of it,” he mumbles, his gaze focused on the floor, unable to meet mine. His words were a feeble attempt to defend his lack of action, “She looked… scared. But when I asked her, she said he was just showing her to the bathroom.”
The confession hung heavy in the air between us. “You didn’t
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think to mention it!” I roar and he flinches. There is a palpable unease that etched itself onto our faces. My mind raced with a flurry of thoughts, each one more terrifying than the last. Each word Damian uttered felt like a blow to my chest, punctuating my heart with an unbearable weight. How did I not see this? How did I fail to protect her?
“Damian, the AirTag now!” My command echoed through the room, sharp and urgent. My grip on his shirt loosened as I pushed him away, desperately needing him to act. Every second wasted is another second Bree is in danger.
With a resigned sigh, Damian reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. His fingers danced over the screen. urgently, typing something into an app. A digital map materialized on his screen, a small blinking dot pulsating at a location that made my heart sink.
Without wasting another moment, I move towards the coat Tack, yanking my jacket off its hook. My movements are swift, fueled by a surge of fear. I sprint towards the front door, the cold, metallic handle biting into my palm as I fling it open.
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