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Art POV Interstate Rest Stop We had covered a third of the distance to Moonglow Pack territory when we reached the most isolated rest stop I had been able to scout out on our route. "Stop at this rest area. Pull into a parking space. Don't get out." I knew the men following us worked for John Wright. I wasn't sure what their purpose was other than to annoy me and give me a grating headache as I tried to track them while also keeping up with our itinerary into enemy territory. They didn't appear to be much of a threat, but I was all too aware appearances could be deceiving. After all, it hadn't been a bulky Alpha who had cursed me and brought me low. I'd landed in my current circumstances courtesy of a tiny woman. Magic came in all shapes and sizes. Who knew what the pair behind us