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Despite being wrapped in Sam’s arms, I found sleep didn’t come easily. I kept climbing out of bed to read the note. Who was he? Why didn’t he want me to be happy? My mind kept traveling to Colson, but it couldn’t be him. Not only was he not a wolf, but he showed his disgust towards our kind the day he called the Eradication on us. Bailey mentioned Milo or Grant, but I didn’t even know if they were alive and, even then, it didn’t align with either of their personalities. Grant may have been an asshole for leaving me the way that he had, but in the end, I understood and held no hard feelings. I never spoke to him again after that night. Milo was away at the time of the attack on our pack. I was never sure about how he felt, but according to Bailey, he was in love with me. But he was