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Marcus's Range Rover pulled up outside Jesse's mansion. Marcus stepped out of the car, before he could turn around to hold the door opened for her, Kiara stepped down, draping his suit jacket on her shoulders. Jesse led them in. It was late, Jesse offered them a drink but Marcus politely decline stating they were out when he called. "I didn't mean to disrupt your date tonight!" Jesse apologized. "It's no problem, really. What's on hand needs our attention. Jesse you know what could happen if Seth falls out of hand when he returns?" Marcus sighed, sweats breaking from his forehead. "The fear troubles me. If he takes over the Pack then we're history!" "We must stop history from happening!" Kiara chirped in. "You have a plan?" Jesse inquisitive eyes plead for a yes. "The only way to sa