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Ethan couldn't shake off the memory of Martha's words, and he spent the entire night tossing and turning. The thought of Della working in a city café seemed strange, but he knew that if he could see and talk to her, he could convince her to return to the pack and give Xavier another chance. As the night wore on, Ethan's frustration grew. He couldn't take much more of seeing Anna all over the alpha, and his anger boiled over when he saw them together in the kitchen area. He decided that he had had enough. Ethan pulled out his phone and dialed Jake's number, his heart racing with anticipation. After a few rings, Jake answered, his voice gruff but familiar. "Hey, man," Ethan said, trying to keep his tone casual. "I need a favour. I'm looking for a woman named Della. Can you find her for me