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She gestures to the open door of the building. “Your mates chose to wait in my office for you. You’ll have to sign in, and then you can join them in Dr. Clarke’s suite.”

“Dr. Clarke?” I ask, raising an eyebrow at the formality.

She nods, and turns, heading back inside the building.

I stand there, watching her leave while I try to reconcile what I felt with what she said.

My whole world just got spun upside down, and she’s acting like she has no fucking clue that she’s the reason for that.

It doesn’t make any sense. Not one little bit.

I force myself to follow her as she reaches the doorway, but my thoughts are still reeling.

Ezra’s been out here working for three whole weeks.

He didn’t breathe one word about her in that time.

All those late-night phone calls, and he never once mentioned Lana Cole.

Never once hinting about a Beta woman with Alpha energy who happens to also be our fifth and final fated pack member. She might not feel it, but I know it didn’t get past his Alpha instincts.

She closes the outer door and leads me through another into the reception hall.

It’s bright and spacious in here. Our footsteps echo on the tiled floor.

She leads me off to the left, where I see Pete waiting by the side of a bench.

He gives me a wry smile.

Surprise.

We have a new fated mate.

I smile back, with a tight nod.

Yeah, I figured that one out already.

At least now I know my mates are not being held hostage.

But Ezra and I need to have a long, hard talk about keeping secrets.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Lana

Turns out, Dr. Clarke’s fourth mate is a stereotypical moody Alpha. He hasn’t said much since I let him into the academy, and he has the arrogant swagger of a guy who’s always gotten everything he ever wanted. He’s also hot as hell, big surprise.

The sooner these guys are out of my academy, the better.

Too many gorgeous men in one place is a strange kind of torture.

“All you need to do is sign the guest book,” I start, as I head toward my office door.

Pete’s standing in my way when I get there, and he doesn’t move when I reach for the door handle at his side. His hand catches mine instead, rendering me speechless.

He lowers his head slightly. “I need to speak to Owen alone for a minute, okay?”

I blink at him, before he lets go of my hand. “Uh, sure.”

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