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Chapter 24

Gentry

“You don’t have to do this,” Myla told Blythe.

My intuition sizzled like a pot of water, ready to boil over.

Myla’s panic slammed down on our bond, and I knew I wasn’t going to like whatever came out of her mouth.

“Myla, it’s okay, really—”

Myla shook her head, her blonde curls bouncing. “I appreciate what you’re trying to do for me. But I’m not going to sit back and allow you to give up a future with your sister because you think it’ll help in a war that shouldn’t be happening anyway.” She looked at Alpha Wynn pleadingly. “Just give me back. We can avoid all of this if I—”

“If you what?” Silas seethed. His face contorted with anger. “If we let him take you, he’ll lock you in a room to be punished and bred like a sow.” Myla winced. “What would that solve?”

Silas rarely lost his temper. Even now, I saw what this was: fear. The possibility of Alpha Wynn agreeing with Myla made him see red.

She lifted her chin defiantly. “It would stop a massacre.”

“It would prolong one,” Silas said. “Do you expect us to give you up? To sit here and forget about you as if you weren’t our anchor?”

I placed my hand on Silas’s shoulder. His muscles strained against his skin, and I pushed comfort through our bond.

Myla looked unsure, her eyes darting back and forth. “I figured—”

“You figured you could spare us, but you can’t,” Silas growled. “Not without breaking us.”

Myla whimpered, her brows drawing together.

“That’s enough,” I told Silas evenly, keeping my gaze on Myla.

“The situation is bigger than this fight,” Alaric said. “You were just one of the many potential catalysts, but honestly, if Alpha Kane is growing his numbers, then it’s for a reason. The more I think about it, the more I realize your escape was an act fueled by the Goddess. If you hadn’t run away when you did, we wouldn’t be facing them now, when we actually stand a chance of winning. Your arrival forced them to reveal themselves. It stopped their growth.”

Alpha Wynn nodded. “And I would never allow you to be taken from your mates—not from Theron, who would lose his mind; or Bowen and Silas, who would go after you without question; or Gentry, who would probably sabotage the trade before we made it. I wouldn’t allow it because you are pack, and we take care of each other. We fight each other’s demons regardless of the army they arrive with.”

Myla’s teeth sank into her lower lip. “But Blythe—”

“Will be with our new allies,” Alpha Wynn stated. “And she will always have a place here if she should want it.”

“Save your worries for Alpha Declan. He has no idea what he just asked for,” Blythe said cheekily.

“Damn right. We’re definitely including visits to Silver Fang in the terms as well,” Brielle said, folding her arms.

“Whatever you want,” Valor said, rubbing her tense shoulders.

Alpha Wynn ended the meeting by asking Blythe to meet him in his office in the morning to draft the terms before contacting Alpha Declan.

Though Blythe remained composed, the enormity of what she was giving up wasn’t lost on anyone. She had just started to find her place in Hidden Creek, and she was sacrificing the life she’d always wanted with her sister for the sake of our pack.

She possessed a rarely seen but wildly needed selflessness. She had given Hidden Creek a fighting chance, and the Silver Fang pack now had the opportunity to prove they were more than the rumors claimed.

I wouldn’t forget what she’d done. When she left Hidden Creek, I’d ensure she always had a way to contact us.

As we walked back to our den, I nudged Myla with my shoulder. “Don’t worry so much. Blythe might leave with them, but she won’t be alone.”

I pulled a nano-tracker out of my pocket, and a glimmer of relief shone in her eyes.

“You’re sending friends with her?” she asked.

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