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Mathew's POV How had three years passed since Sierra had escaped from me yet again? Brad had made a call to his cousin James in the Black Moon Pack, but they struggled to find a witch to help us. We offered them a substantial sum of money in exchange for their help; and Brad was right in thinking they would accept. James had said two weeks ago they had one more place to search. I told him I would double the p*****t if he turned up with someone. I kept looking for a witch myself, but every time they heard Sierra had powers, they backed out. Cowards, all of them. I was going over some pack paperwork and signing orders for lumber. We sold lumber to neighboring contractors in the human towns as a way to fund our pack. I hated working with humans but the need for money was greater than my ha