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Jared’s eyes flit to me.

I nod, showing him I don’t mind.

“Calendar is clear for the next month,” Jared says.

We had been planning to do more exploration here and along the Oregon coast. He has no other jobs booked until after that. Our gallivanting can wait if Linc needs help.

Linc is talking but static makes it impossible to understand what he’s saying.

“Say again, Linc. Static.”

“I thought you might wanna come up here and investigate what might’ve gone down with your dad, but also, I could use your help.”

“On the job?”

“Yeah. I’ve identified her. My mate,” Linc says.

“That’s awesome!” I exclaim.

“It would be,” Linc agrees, “except for the fact that the alpha that hired me to do this job wanted me to track his fated mate who’s hiding from him.”

“So, you need me to take over and find her so you’ve got time with your woman?” Jared asks.

“It’s a fuck of a lot more complicated than that,” Linc replies. “I found the girl he’s sayin’ is his. But she’s can’t be his.”

More static.

“Linc?” I call when it clears.

Linc growls, “She can’t be his, because she’s mine.”

The End