down the road.
“You don’t understand. I need to find him,” John said.
James lifted a brow. He’d never seen the kid look so desperate before.
He couldn’t recall ever seeing the werecat before, and John had been born to this pack, so it wasn’t like the other man could have done something to make the kid want revenge.
“Why do you want to find him so badly? I got the impression that he didn’t want to be anywhere near us.”
John swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. “He’s…I mean I think he’s…he’s my mate.”
THE END
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