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Xander’s POV: I drove faster, Marcus, my Beta Austin, and Christina in the back seat. Why was no one in the front? Well, we can't have any idiots doing anything now can we? I put on the brakes and the car slid to a stop, me shoving open the door and bolting to the Northern Mountain Pack. Everyone was behind me, following. As I approach, I slow, my anger and furiosity shown clearly. Flourne appears with a smirk on his face and I come up quickly, punching that smirk right off his face. He lurches to the side and rubs his jaw. "Where the hell is Celest?" I yell at him, grabbing him by the collar. "Tell me now!" He smirked up at me, his jaw slightly out of place. I punch his nose, blood dripping on the ground. "Celest. Celest." he laughs. "Oh yes, the werewolf witch that I sent.