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knows rogue hunters have recently been in this area.” All Donors were fair game to the vampire monarchy, not that they should be. And the werewolves would be flabbergasted if they found out how many werewolf Donors lived behind royal walls.
    “What’s convincin’ you that our female was taken by rogues?”
    Nothing. “Lovci would be idiots to come against your Pack this precise way, don’t you think?” Maestru lifted a shoulder and let it drop. “Common courtesies between factions keep down friendly fire.”
    “With all due respect, Coven Master, I’m no’ lookin’ to hear a public service announcement and I’m no’ a fool.”
    He pulled his phone out, calling his Commanding Vojak. Three rings sounded before a weary Qudir greeted him. Maestru said cheerily, “You’re on speaker with one of Rock’s trackers named Heath and your Master. How are you fairing this lovely mid-morning, Qudir?”
    An impatient hiss and then, “My Master, I just went to bed an hour ago.”
    Ignoring that. “Commander, the Pack is requesting our help with a missing mixed blood who was last seen on the local university campus. They insist the Dynasty’s involved.”
    “Kash reported that intel sometime after three this morning,” answered Qudir with a yawn. “He found a halfling strung up inside Ryan's dungeon, whipped by a male youngling. She was enjoying herself. Case closed.”
    “A werewolf in the dungeon?” Maestru shook his head. “I would have punished her myself, if I’d been there.” He sighed. “Youth and foolishness go hand-n-hand.”
    “Yeah, Kash texted Bane and Ryan’s dungeon masters had the female ready to go when Bane misted to the club. She’s in Pack custody.”
    “Good. Later, Commander.” Maestru ended the call. He hated having his time wasted, but that was a werewolf for you. “You heard him. Tracking is part of security. Why are you out of the loop?”
    “I’m no’, Coven Master. Although we are grateful for Kash alertin’ us to our female’s mischiefs in the dungeon, she’s not the one who was taken from the university.”
    “Then I’m sorry to hear that,” Maestru offered. “When it comes to stolen females, I have a heart, werewolf. But as I said, we’re pressed. Accept what we’ve already contributed and I won’t seek compensation for my Vojaks.”
    “As a tracker, I have no authority to urge someone of your station to aid our Pack in this. I’ll be goin’ back to Scotland soon enough, a place where I do have said authority. So I guess you’ll be dealin’ with Rock then.” Heath’s look said everything: As head of security, Rock carried the Pack’s authority. And if he had a mind to, Rock could nag him in every way, annoying him by the hour until Maestru went ape shit. And Rock had a mind to, all right, considering Maestru and the werewolf had unsettled business between them that went way past Tatum and onto the subject of Dakota. “Very well, I’ll have Qudir contact you before this night fall, offering whatever assistance we can with this particular girl. Nothing additional, though. Qudir has his ways with our Dynasty, we’ll see if she’s inside any Donor holdings. You got a name?”
    “Yeah, we got to her car afore any of the local authorities arrived.” He pulled papers from his back pocket. “Copies of her registration, it states her name and address. Nothing more than that, so we’re headin’ to her apartment complex. Word is - lots o’ partin’ going on there tonight. Senior members of our Pack will be there. We’re searchin’ for any clues to her disappearance, and for more of our mixed blood lasses unprotected by Pack. We understand Donors appear to attract one another. Subconsciously, that is. So they’ll also attract the dicks who hunt them. We’ll be ready for them. It’s time we let them know to stay away from our kind.”
    They knew too much, and yet. “That’s not going to work, Heath.” Just when Maestru thought Heath was clever, he