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CHAPTER TWENTY TWO

Noah's POV

My heart raced with fear and worry as I burst out of Myra's room, Colin's footsteps echoing in pursuit.

"Slow down, Noah!" Colin's voice rang in my ears, a mix of concern and urgency. But I couldn't heed his plea. In that moment, all that mattered was Myra, out there in the darkness, vulnerable and alone.

Ignoring Colin's concerned voice, I dashed to the front door and out of the pack house, towards the dark forest that surrounded the pack house. Mid-run, I morphed—spine elongating, fur jutting out—until I was all wolf. The world transformed around me, scents and sounds intensifying to an almost overwhelming degree.

"Noah!" Colin called out in frustration, and I halted at the edge of the forest.

What? I snapped through our mind link.

Colin was panting from exertion, but his gaze and his voice was steady. "Noah, you can't handle this alone. Let me back you up," he insisted.

No, I growled. You stay behind at the pack house and handle things there. I'm going alone.

"Goddess,
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