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Chapter 93

    Graysons POV:


    日:60%。


    I wanted news on Ate but it seemed they had retreated to the safety of their shadows. I didn’t know


    them well enough to know their new hiding holes and they’ve made new allies.


    I stood up and walked out of the surveince room and into the training hall. With the stagnation of my


    search, the aggravation of my inws and the guilt all built up I took the gym.


    I started off running I’d runps at full speed until my face grew red and my lungs were a bonfire.


    After that, I lift weights until my arms are numb and solid. Then I hit the ring, anyone who wants to try


    can get in the ring against me it’s not my fault they volunteer.


    Typically it’s the younger crowd or if my wife’s brothers are bored they’ll join me. Charlie was the


    fiercest when we fought. He’de at me like a stallion in a race trained well for endurance and speed


    but I was a bull. And stallions aren’t used to getting hit.


    Eventually, I’d find my pocket in his strikes and take him down. Onerge fatal shot and he’d be down.


    He’d cough and huff but concede and stumble out of the ring.


    When James and I fought I’d train him more than anything he was still untamed in his attacks and wild I


    wanted him to be more poised but where Charlie couldn’t take my punches James almost became


    stronger off of them. That would be the alpha blood fight inside of him.


    The one I I almost never saw was Theo he’d been angry with me for a short while but it appears his


    wife scolded that out of him reminding him of the opposite oue. He then joined me in the ring and I


    realized who my wife sparred with most often, Theo could take a hit and he was quick he’d catch my


    movements and I enjoyed sparring with him. It was less like a fight and more a game of chess.


    He would perfectly miss my blow and I would have to swivel before I’d finished to avoid him holding my


    arms and trying to pin me. I’d then turn out in a kick and he roll through his fall and back onto his feet, a


    move Ate would often do in her sparring. He’de at me and I’d push him back before he’d try


    another Jane and I’d have to choose between blocking or swallowing it. If I chose to block he’d attack


    the other side and if I swallowed I could wail him with the one side. I swallowed and he attempted a fury


    of jabs to my middle and I drove a hit to his head he wobbled for a second but kept his arms up. I take


    my chance and try to sweep his legs but he’d go for my head. As all our fights end I’d get him on the


    floor and we’d lock each other in a headlock of some form and it would end with a tie.


    I stood up facing Theo and he pped me on the back and weughed. I did enjoy hispany at


    least.


    But my happiness was short–lived as my mother–inw sat outside the ring boring a hole into my


    bread with her eyes. My son wriggling in her arms pleasant for once.


    “He seems to enjoy watching the sparring,” she mumbled looking away from me.


    I took my son from her and she began to protest but my mother walked up at that moment.


    “How kind of you to bring my grandson to his father,” she gave a discerning smile with raised eyebrows


    daring her to


    protest


    My mother liked Eva but she loved me more and she hated people who let their emotions cloud their


    judgment and t felt that a tongueshing would happen to my mother–inw soon.


    “Grayson,” Matt ran into the training center. “We got heat signatures,” He jogged abe and I walked


    calmly after him as best I could holding my son.


    I wanted her to appear to have found a way out and to be on her way to me or some simr miracle. I


    knew she wouldn’t be on the screen but I wanted otherwise so badly I tied to trick my own mind into


    hoping.


    Four wolves on the screen greeted me and my heart dropped ator of them were Seraphine, one was


    ck, two more brown, and one grey with their different fur it was a dead giveaway away they were


    rouges.


    “Track them and send a crew to intercept them. I ordere


    They knew those were packnds they wouldn’t go on them unless they were stupid, desperate, or


    hired. Rouges were wolves without packs, and humans didn’t like hiring wolves, it was hard for them to


    get work so they often fell prey to dark packs as their henchmen forck of a better term.


    These wolves knew one way or another something around my wife, d une them captured within 72


    hours. I’d give them food, water, a ce to rest, a haven from any threat Marcus had me after them


    He seemed to enjoy using fear and bribery to instill loyalty the only issue with that is if someone offers


    you an honest pach chances are they’ll take it. I was going to give them a choice if they took the honest


    path they’d get help, if they


    ook Marcus’s path they’d meet the same fate he will.


    “So we finally have a lead?” Her father looked at the screen with wide eyes.


    appears so,” my mother smirked and walked out of the room.


    go to get them.” Charlie offered up and his mother immediately intervened..


    solutely not this could be a trap. He should go,” she pointed at me her eyes misting


    I fought the urge to roll my eyes.


    “He’s all Christian bus left mom, good idea orphan your only grandchild,” James smarked ring at the


    “James.” She almost shrieked and Chris started crying.


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    “Shhh.” I covered his bead with my hand and turned him away.


    ha


    “Mom I should go if there are any tricks I’m one of the only people strong enough to survive it. Charlie


    shot.. bead and started burganing with his mother.


    “T’ll aputty you.” | cbeth asserted and stared down Luna Eva who scoffed before crossing her


    arms.


    “Do you think anyb*dy else would be able to recover our daughter Eva?” Her husband stepped


    between her and mi


    wamor


    She looked over at me with a burning hatred and then at her husband, an indignation took over her


    features. “I


    suppose not,”


    She whipped out of the room in a huff as she started to cry. She had once been renowned for being a


    skilled strategist I found it unfathomable at this moment.


    I loved my son but when it came to getting him back I had pulled myself together so I did not fall apart.


    She seemed like a very weak woman to me more and more with every passing day. Wailing and huffing


    about like that will help anything.


    “Then the two of you will go but just you I’ll give you sleeper darts I should assume that you won’t need


    anything else besides the essentials,” I looked between the two of them.


    “No.”


    “No sir,”


    I nodded and looked down at my son who had calmed now that his grandmother had dramatically


    exited.


    “I’ll go feed my son then,” I walked back to my house keeping him bundled from the cold and tight to my


    chest.


    I went up to the room that was as freezing as the tundra outside and grabbed one of Ate’s


    nightgowns from the


    closet.


    Iid gently over our son as I grabbed a fresh bottle and attempted again to get him to eat. It didn’t take


    as long this time and he still fought against the form but eventually, he took it.


    I looked at our room that had her etched over it. Her nightstand with a ss of water still on it, her ring


    I’d given her still in the box beside a photo of us dancing and one of her family. Her robe on the chair


    and her hairbrush at her vanity in the bathroom her clothes hung up like she wasing back from a


    trip downstairs.


    Had this how it had been for her while I was away sitting here day after day, slowly bing a husk


    until I found a


    way toe home?


    I sat back as Christian ate his meal. She’d be back soon and she’d feed him. She’ll be back.


    I reached out for her the ck void that now took up the space between us stretching and begging for


    her to respond picturing her wherever she was and cello for her.


    “he’s safe I love you


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