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Bahre, Cargo Hold, Sub-Level Four
I scented her. My mate was here. It soothed my beast and riled it in equal measure. How dare someone use her as a pawn? As bait? She was innocent. She was perfect.
We stood inside a large cargo chamber on the lower level of the transport station. Helion’s plan was, as usual, multilayered and complex. He had so many plans in motion I had stopped listening to him once my part with Quinn was outlined.
I didn’t f*****g care who ruled Cerberus Legion. I didn’t care about politics, informants, payoffs, who owed whom a favor, or anything other than keeping my mate safe and happy.
Unfortunately for me, happy meant Quinn wanted to help take Cerberus down. I understood her need to reclaim her power over the males who had hurt her in the past. I was proud of
