Madeline’s pov
“Yes,” Hunter stated calmly.
“How the hell am I meant to do that?” I questioned.
“You’ll figure it out, I’m sure.” He retorted with a shrug and I quirked a brow at him.
“Do you have any idea what you are asking me to do? How am I meant to get anywhere close to him to even get his blood without drawing suspicion?” I gritted out, hating how relaxed Hunter seemed about the whole situation.
“I can tell this was your pack Madeline. Before the adornicaptured you this was your pack wasn’t it?” Hunter questioned and I remained silent.
“You are regaining your memory back, how much can you remember?” He inquired.
“Just bits and pieces here and there.” I replied vaguely and Hunter hummed as he stared down at me.
“And what if the remaining gaps in your memory are crucial for
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