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I was pacing the living room when my phone pinged with a text. Misty had given me a live
map with Carter’s location and a green line straying off his course and straight to the blinking
blue dot.
“Alright ladies, let’s go get him back,” I said, tossing my bag over my shoulder. We had all
changed, blacking ourselves out from head to toe in anything we could find. My hair was
braided back and covered with Carter’s cowboy hat. Bluetooth in ear to get directions and
updates from Misty on the go. I cinched the chin strap to the hat up tight. We climbed on our
bikes and headed down the road out of town. I was getting my man back, come hell or high
water. Creedon had taken my entire life away from me once already, he wasn’t taking my new
one too.
We were 45 mins into the ride which we had no idea how long would take, the sound of an
incoming text chirped in my ear. It would have to wait, Misty would call me if she had any
info. A minute later a call came through. I hit the side of my earpiece to let it answer.
“Ads pull over,” Misty’s voice shook.
“What is it?” I asked, doing as she told me. Lana and Mazzie pulled up beside me.
“Is Carter..”
“You just got a text from Carter, but it’s Creedon,” she warned.
I pulled off my glove and took out my phone from my jacket pocket, and hit the notification,
then played the video message. My heart dropped. The image of Carter, shirtless and strung
up between two trees. His head hung unconscious.
“Addy baby, you’ve been a bad, bad girl. Not only did you run away, and fuck this poor excuse
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for a beta wolf, which I could have overlooked had you just come back to where you belong,
but you let him fucking mark you. Let’s get one thing straight, you conniving little bitch. You
belong to me, and until you surrender to me, I’m going to make him pay for taking what was
mine.” He picked something up that gleamed in the spotlight he had trained on Carter. He
brought it to Carter’s chest. My hands began shaking as Lana and Mazzie pressed in, aghast at
what they saw. He sliced a deep cut across his chest, and blood oozed out of the wound but
instead of streaming down his skin it foamed.
“Fuck!” Mazzie yelled, cussing and swearing as she screamed into the night.

moving other players in place, while I keep digging for anything I can find that might help us.

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