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and Tank, follow me. The rest of you guard the mates with your lives,” Maverick snarled.
    The chosen rushed from the office, truck doors slamming, motorcycles revving as they made their way to Elvin territory.

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    Chapter Three

    Carter paced the small confines of the room he was held in. He had tried to shimmer out countless times, but nothing happened. It was as if Tryck were holding his hand again. He looked down at his empty hand. He’d gladly hold any part of his mate right now if he could only get out of here.
    Keys rattled in the door and then it swung open. He shrank back when the figure in the door chuckled menacingly, Ahm walking through.
    “Why am I here?” Carter caught himself, the panic in his voice coming through, showing his fear. This man thrived on fear. He would only take enjoyment in making Carter beg. He had to compose himself and think rationally. Any other way wouldn’t benefit him.
    “I’ll capture as many of you as I can until I feel you have paid for what you have done.” Ahm moved in closer, his eyes void of any emotion. The blue man walked around him, raking his eyes over Carter in disapproval. He felt a shiver run up his spine. He wasn’t going to get out of this. Ahm’s cruel face cemented his belief. If only he’d been nicer to his mate, let him claim him. He would have that much right now, a memory to cling to while being a prisoner here.
    “What have we done?” Carter cleared his throat, embarrassed that it had risen higher with the stress of the situation.
    “Don’t feign ignorance with me.” Ahm sneered, taking a threatening step toward him. Carter couldn’t help his reaction, he shrank back in fear.
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    “Then I see the truth is being buried. Well, let me enlighten you.” Ahm grabbed Carter, shoving his chest into the wall, his hot breath on Carter’s neck. Ahm pulled Carter’s arms higher behind his back, pain shooting across his shoulders and down his spine.
    “It was a Wood Elf who started all of this. One of your very own killed my sister. Did you think we would not retaliate?” Ahm hissed in his ear. “We are neutral by nature. Your people started this.” Carter was incredibly confused. Who in his tribe would commit such a heinous act? “But it wasn’t me. Please don’t make me pay for their crime,” he pleaded. His eyes closed, praying he was allowed to see Tryck’s face once more. See that sexy half smile pull up on that handsome face. Hell, if he got out of this, he would have sex, scream like a monkey, or anything else Teaky had called it.
    “That’s probably the same thing my sister said. I have no mercy for you or your tribe.” Ahm viciously released him, shoving him aside as he slammed the door shut behind him. Carter rubbed at the pain now in his arms. How the hell was he going to get out of this?
    “Tryck,” he whispered his mate’s name. “Please save me.” Carter slid his back down the wall and sat on the floor, pulling his knees to his chest as he wrapped his arms around his legs, hopelessness and despair engulfing him.

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    “Where do they live?” Tryck snarled at the men gathered around the Timber wolves. He wasn’t in the mood to be jerked around. Carter was missing and he needed to find his mate. “I want their entrails at my feet yesterday.”
    “I will not take you, shifter. It isn’t safe.” One of the tall and elegant men spoke.
    Tryck was growing angrier by the moment. How could an entire race be so frightened? Didn’t one of them have the merit to stand up and fight for one of their own? “Grow a damn backbone. They have Carter’s Tryck
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    my mate, damn it.” Tryck was ready to burn this whole makeshift village down. He wanted Carter. He advanced toward the arrogant bastard only to have Maverick stop him. Tryck looked down at the Alpha's hand but kept quiet. He knew that if this clan didn’t produce information on