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Tyrone had told me that he finally met his mate, but there was still no hint of excitement on his face, so I knew there was something else going on. Before I could say anything, however, his voice came again. "I don't know what the hell! But some bastard snatched her away from me right in front of my eyes. She was screaming and so scared. Plus, she looked like she had been tortured and her eyes were lifeless. She couldn't do anything," Tyrone said placing his hands on her head. When I heard him, I opened my eyes wide. For a second I thought I had misheard, but Tyrone had spoken clearly. "But... how, who, what pack is she from? We can start a search. We can't..." Before I finished my words, Tyrone jumped up with a start and shouted, "s**t! I don't even know what pack she's from." "Tyro
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