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I didn’t like the idea, but Curtis was right. If she were hurt, it would add to the lie that she’d left us to join them. It would look a little suspicious if she just showed up without a scratch on her.

“Have we figured out a way to keep in contact with her?” I asked.

“Yes, if she is still a member of our pack we can keep updated through the mind-link,” he revealed.

“But that will only work if she is within a certain distance to our werewolves,” I reminded him.

“Yeah, I know,” he said. “We have to make sure that we keep some of our werewolves close enough to her to receive the messages but not close enough to blow her cover.”

It was risky because if something happened and she moved beyond the mind-link, we would have no way of keeping an eye on her.

“It’s the only way,” Curtis added when he saw the reluctance on my face.

He was right.

“Is she still prepared to go through with this, knowing all the risks?” I asked. It was my own conscience that needed the reassurance.

“Yes,” he answered.

I remained quiet for a while as I thought about Crystal.

“Does anyone know who her mate is?” I asked. I don’t know what made me ask the question, but there was something that didn’t add up and it had been nagging at me in the back of my mind.

He shook his head.

“She joined our pack about a year ago,” he told me. “I’ve asked around but no one knows who he is.”

I bit my lip as I tried to figure out who she was protecting, if her mate wasn’t in my pack. It made no sense and I was more confused than ever.

“When are we planning on sending her?” I asked.

Despite the nagging feeling, I wanted to make sure that she was still set on doing this dangerous mission. If at any time I didn’t feel that she was totally on board with this, I would pull the plug and we would have to come up with another way to save ourselves from the rogues.

“Tomorrow,” he revealed.

We were running out of time so we needed to do it soon.

“Okay,” I replied.

Blake entered the room and greeted Curtis. Curtis nodded his head before he turned on his heel and left.

“Where are you going?” Blake asked as he walked closer.

“I need update everyone on our plans,” I said, feeling the responsibility of her welfare on my shoulders already.

“How are we going to get her into the rogue pack without raising suspicion?” he asked as he sat down on the bed and faced me.

“They’re going to make it look like we tried to kill her, so she will have to be hurt.”

I still didn’t like the idea but I didn’t have a better one.

“No one knows who her mate is,” I revealed to Blake.

“Really?” he asked, looking surprised.

There was something not right about the whole thing and it gnawed at my conscience.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX