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“Dawn, hold position” Dash’s voice came over the link “We have Seth covered That’s an order Hold position”

“No No,” she yelled into the link, rushing for the kitchen “Get him back in here”

“Dawn, you can’t cage hiht this battle”

“No” She was“Don’t do this, Callan Don’t you risk hi him She could hear the plea in her voice, the demand

He came back, his voice cold “He’s your mate, Dawn, not your possession Return to position and await orders”

She was shaking, fury and fear filling her at the sound of Callan’s voice Why would he do this? Why would he allow her mate to risk his life this way?

Her breathing was harsh, her heart racing out of control as she reached the back door Surely he wouldn’t deliberately draw Seth into danger He wouldn’t let her mate walk into an ambush, would he? Could he? Did he hate Seth to that extent?

She shook her head He was arrogant, he was powerful, but he wasn’t a cold-blooded killer He was a?

They had a head start, and though she knew the location of the link, she had no idea which direction they had taken Keeping low, her heart thu her senses, she sprinted from cover to cover until she hit the tree line Once there, Dawn let the ani inside her free

That instinctive, predatory half of herself that she kept reined so closely gave a srowl as she crouched in the shadows Her head lifted, her nostrils flaring, searching for the scent of her mate

She could still hear the sound of that voice Evil Vicious It echoed in her head Little girl Fight me, little cat…

She shook her head She wouldn’t remember She wouldn’t let herself She had pushed that child out of existence years ago and she would be damned if she would let her back in now

She let herself recede That human part of her brain slipped to the side and allowed instinct to take over She had trained for this She had worked her ass off for ten years, pitting herself against the best trackers, the best assassins Sanctuary housed

She was a predator She could track, she could kill She would be there with her er, then he could da with him

She , Seth’s scent clear in her head as she searched for it on the breeze Every particle of her being narrowed to one thing, to one stone-cold purpose: the protection of her ht her to life Who touched her without shaht her soaps that sh