CHAPTER ELEVEN

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-THIRD POV- Raffa Greyson and Ridge returned to the packhouse as the morning was just beginning. Following the incident, the bandits were able to flee, and it appeared that their only motivation was to get the woman back. They were quite upset, but the alpha made sure they wouldn't return by ordering the warriors to perform two severe rounds instead of one. Raffa then decided to stop working the long hours spent resolving issues with the rebels once everything appeared to be back to normal and in order. "Lover boy, what's the rush?" As they were running in their wolf forms through the woods toward the compound, Ridge began to torment him through the mind link. The Blue Moon alpha appeared to be eager to leave for home to meet someone or something. "Cut the bullshit, Ridge," Raffa sai

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