I quickly changed my disgusting clothes and then grabbed a rag out of the hall closet. I ran into the bathroom and wet the rag down without one glance in the mirror. I didn't want anything to derail me, my only mission was to figure out where Sadie was.  

I took the stairs two at a time, while wiping roughly at my face. I came to a stop at the entrance of the kitchen. There was a slim blonde figure sitting at my kitchen table and she was playing with my old hat. 

I walked around the table until I was face to face with my favorite tomboy. "Hey Casey," I smiled, allowing myself to slow down for a second, "What are you doing here?" 

"Your Alpha finally let us leave the pack house and I wanted to see you," She smiled. She was twirling my hat around on the table, refusing to look up at me.  

I took the seat right across from her and continued to clean up my face. "What can I do for you Case?" 

"Did you know," she began, still looking down and still twirling the hat around the table, "that our Alpha was the one who put our pack in all that danger?" 

"I did know." 

"That's what I thought, and is that why we were stuck in your pack house?" 

"I believe so, it's difficult to trust him now," I said carefully. I sat the rag down on the table and leaned forward, "Your real Alpha may still be alive." 

"I heard that, I also heard that you're mate died." Casey said. She finally stopped twirling the hat and placed it on her head. She sat back and crossed her arms across her chest, then lifted her head up and finally looked at me, "I don't think that she's dead." 

I sat up with my back straight as a board, "What makes you say that?" I asked, trying hard not to let my desperation lace into my words.  

Casey reached into her pocket and handed me a crumpled up piece of black paper, "I found this taped to the door of the pack house last night. Heard some weird noises and went to check it out. Nothing was around except this note." 

I slowly pulled the paper apart and cringed as I read the silver words written on it: 

~ The lord giveth and the lord taketh away. She never belonged to you and neither does the child. Hand her over without a fight or we shall purge all your houses. Your race is pure evil and we plan to save the child as we saved the mother.  ~

"Has anyone else seen this?" I asked between clenched teeth. It took all my will power to stop myself from ripping the note into a million little pieces.  

"No, I thought that you should see it first. I found it before I had heard about the fire, if I would have been allowed to leave maybe I could have warned you." Casey sat up straighter and pulled down on her fitted white t-shirt. She looked extremely uncomfortable.  

"It's not your fault Casey, knowing those damn hunters, they probably planted the note after they started the house on fire. Thank you for bringing this to me." I stood up and shoved the note into my back pocket before offering my hand out to Casey. "Come with me to the pack house?" 

"I just got out of there," she whined.  

"It was only like two days, don't act like you were there for years," I laughed.  

Casey heaved out a long sighed before taking my hand and allowing me to pull her up. I pulled her into me and wrapped my arm around her shoulders while simultaneously giving her a light noogie. I had never been more grateful to have her around than I was right then. Now I knew who had Sadie and I knew what I needed to do to get her back. Before all I knew was that she was alive and that the chances are finding her were slim to none.  

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