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Blake’s POV Rushing into the living room, my eyes absorbed the somber tableau that unfolded before me. The space, once a haven of camaraderie and vitality, had transformed into an arena of tension and anxiety. My heartbeat quickened, an unspoken dread hanging heavy in the air. I scanned the room fervently, searching for a glimpse of Blair amidst the suffocating atmosphere. “Where is Blair?” I queried, forcing steadiness into my voice even as unease tightened its grip. Alpha Thomas’ demeanor betrayed the weight of his burden. His sigh, laden with resignation, sent ripples of foreboding through the room. “She was taken by the rogue,” his admission carried the weight of regret, the words echoing like a lament. “Amidst the chaos, I failed to notice her abduction. Damn it all.” The revelati