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Liam’s POV Noah is still unconscious, but his breathing is steady, so I’m not worried, although I’m not sure I would ever be. “Is he going to make it? Our alpha is asking.” I almost gagged when I said that, but I managed to play it off as if I’m in need of a drink. “He’s good for now. I can’t say how he’ll be in the next few hours, but don't worry, if your team dies, we’ll properly dispose of the body.” That's cold, but also understandable. “Why are you here?” The woman suddenly questions, tilting her head to better see the faint outline of my mate’s mark. “The woman who gave you that. Isn’t she enough for you?” Cheyenne is more than enough for me, but I have to say the right thing if I want to continue fighting for her. “A debt was owed, and these ‘games’ are how it’s being paid.” I
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