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Nash Attempting to track werewolves was a supernatural pain in my a.ss, especially when it came to the Valient Mountain Pack. Josiah wasn’t kidding when he said it was like the Fort Knox of werewolf packs. Not only did they have their boundaries locked down tight, they also had some of the best cyber security I’ve ever encountered. Even Josiah and Olivia couldn’t fish out any information on Daphne’s whereabouts. I tried to throw myself back into my work, running my private security company. Several overseas jobs had popped up, but I either turned them down flat, or I sent one of my other teams on the assignments. I didn’t give my clients the reason why I wasn’t going in person. “I have my reasons,” was my standard response to their queries. What was I supposed to say? Sorry, fr