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A few hours later, Terrell and Jason stood at the airport waiting for the jet to be ready.
“Private jet?” Jason asked, looking about suspiciously.
“I do have to come 'alone' as Kyle so easily put it. If I show up stylin' in this private gig, then they will know I am alone.”
“I don't like it Alpha. It just smells wrong. Let me go for you.”
“Jason, I appreciate your loyalty, I really do. But apparently this is not the case in Georgia. You know I will keep base with you. You're just a jingle away.”
Jason sneered. He was not fond of the idea of his Alpha just up and heading several miles away from his home territory. His attention was caught off guard by movement in the corner of his eye.
Several pack members heaved a gurney through the deserted air strip. Kyle lay on the gurney, strapped down, unconscious an
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