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It all happened in half a second.

Finally, the warrior stomped on a silver device that hung off the wolf’s belt.

The glowing blue shield disappeared.

The warrior heaved with rage, dark eyes glowing, black hair disheveled, blood splattered across his naked body. His knot and the sweet scent of licorice identified him.

He was another omega in disguise.

“Loyalty” was tattooed across his right thigh.

The ferret was a man.

I’d been right: the don had planted a spy.

Jinx gave the warrior a high five.

Across the room, Lucinda stared up at me with big eyes, tears streaming down her face.

The threat is eliminated.

I clicked off the numb.

Chapter 43

Sadie

DEATH

Grief washed over me in endless waves as we sat in the car driving back to the mansion.

Everyone was silent.

The omega had introduced himself as Warren after Jax had beaten him bloody for being a perverted ferret.

Now Warren sat next to Cobra, who had his jeweled hand around the back of the omega’s neck in a death grip.

Warren looked repentant and had Lucinda’s sweatshirt wrapped around his waist to preserve his modesty.

“I knew what he was as soon as the don gave him to me, and he was always respectful. He left the room when we changed. It wasn’t weird,” Jinx had argued as the men slammed their fists into Warren’s stomach.

No one had listened to her.

Now we rode in silence.

The truth was a noose around our necks.

Aran and Walter were dead.

My stomach and chest burned like I’d been gutted, and I struggled to breathe. We were going back to the mansion.

Back to their bodies.

The only thing that stopped me from losing all semblance of sanity was the five brothers crammed painfully on top of one another in the back seat.

I still controlled them.

We’d decided it was the safest way to keep them constrained, because who knew what enchanted devices they had on them like the wolves.

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