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Gabriel needed something to settle his stomach after all the alcohol he had consumed, so he went to grab a bite to eat. The day was growing late, and I knew I had to return to Quinn soon. He would be impatient for information.
Gabriel offered me some food as well, but I refused, opting instead for a cup of coffee, though it did little to calm my nerves. I couldn’t shake our discussion about our positions with Ana. What would happen?
“My friends are working on reaching out to people who might help us get Ana back,” Gabriel explained.
“Good, then—”
“But we shouldn’t expect too much,” he reminded me. “The lycans do not want us near Ana. They wouldn’t think it was right if we all mated with her.”
“What do you suggest then? A kidnapping?” I asked.
“Hm,” he mused, munching on his
