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"So, you're going to find Elara in that place, bring her back alive. Do you hear me? ALIVE."
My voice cut through the room like a blade. We had gone back to the Pack first to gather some supplies because this was war. I was waging war against anyone that had a hand in taking Elara and making her scream. Only I had the right to make her scream. Me!
And Elora? She was going to pay. I didn’t care whether she was the love of my life—scratch that. During the duration of my stay there, she was the thorn in my flesh. She had insulted my pride and had tested me. That—wasn't Elora. That person was a fraud, and I was going to get to the bottom of this.
Every warrior within earshot straightened at the command. I wasn’t asking. I wasn’t suggesting. I was ordering. My wolf snarled inside, pac
