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Ezra refuses to let me speak with Maddox. The house is extremely quiet without Mateo’s constant chatter, and I find myself becoming lonely. Two days have passed. Ezra remains in his office for most of the day, he's avoiding me. Deciding I am not going to remain stuck in this empty house by myself, I mindlink Mateo. “Hey Pumpkin,” Mateo greets as the link connects. “Don’t call me that,” I retort, rolling my eyes. “What’s up?” He asks, and I can tell he is in wolf form, his voice is slightly distorted and muffled. “Have you spoken to my mother?” I ask him, and he goes quiet. “Mateo?” I try again. “Ezra told me to kick her off the Pack territory, she has until the end of the day to come clean with your father, or just leave. I told her to go until he calms down,” Mateo sighs. “What di