KILLIAN'S POV.
The trap was hidden too carefully.
Whoever had placed it knew exactly what they were doing.
The metal jaws were covered with leaves and mud, blending almost perfectly with the forest floor. If Meadow had not stepped into the first one, we probably would never have found this one either.
I remained crouched for a few seconds longer, studying it.
The more I looked at it, the less I liked it.
This wasn't random.
Someone had put these here on purpose.
The question was why.
And who they were meant for.
My phone suddenly vibrated inside my pocket.
Pulling the phone out, I glanced at the screen.
Unknown number.
Oliver noticed immediately.
“Are you going to answer that?”
I stared at it for a moment before pressing the answer button.
“Alpha Killian speaking.”
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