  •••Jason's POV•••
      &quot;You expect me to spill all our secrets to him?&quot;
      &quot;Jason, this isn't about him. It's about getting out of this alive, and we can't do that without his help,&quot; Maria tried to convince me.
      &quot;But —&quot;
      &quot;No buts,&quot; My mother scolded, &quot;this is what needs to be done.&quot;
      &quot;Yeah,&quot; Maria agreed.
      &quot;Yeah,&quot; Abaddon followed with a little too much smugness in his tone.
      I growled. &quot;Fine but I'm not happy about it,&quot; I grumbled under my breath.
      Both Maria and my mother rolled theirs eyes at my immaturity, but who are they to judge!
      'Your mate and your mother.'
      Hush it, Ki.
      I reluctantly started explaining our ranks, &quot;We've got the trackers, the runners, the brutes, and the ghosts.&quot;
      Everyone nodded in understanding.
      &quot;The trac

  ***Maria's POV***
      Hopefully.
      If I crash and burn that'll be embarrassing, but at least I tried.
      I snuck around swiftly to inform my house members of the plan before it was too late. Wolfie just mind linked his wolves and he and Happy headed to meet the reinforcements, while Abaddon and I rushed to deliver the news, because we didn't trust the phones weren't tapped.
      I got to the first hide out and gave a quiet knock, &quot;Hey, it's me, open up,&quot; I whispered.
      &quot;Maria?&quot; I heard a girl respond back.
      &quot;Yes, it's me, I have something important to tell you!&quot; I frantically glanced around knowing Abaddon's troops won't be able to hold the hybrids at the border for long, and our backup is still coming through the woods between the pack house and the rest of the pack, so I'm on my own out here.
      &quot;Okay,&quot; I heard her voice a

  Abaddon stared at the man he ordered to shoot me mere seconds ago that's now lying dead on the ground.
      He no doubt noticed the obvious signature of the blackened skin and instant death for most.
      Others weren't so lucky as to get struck somewhere near the heart or brain, and so they writhed on the ground as the poison rushed through their veins, tearing apart nearly everything it touches until it reaches those precious organs.
      I could tell the moment he recognized it.
      For a split second his face showed the fear that fills all of us when we think of these things.
      But it hardened and shot up to meet my slightly panicked gaze.
      &quot;Hybrids,&quot; he growled.
      I nodded.
      This is the f*cking Blood War all over again.
      The Blood War: The sequel!
      . . . : The second one.
      . . . : Continued.
      . . . : Part two.
      Okay, I'm do

•••Jason's POV•••
      &quot;You expect me to spill all our secrets to him?&quot;
      &quot;Jason, this isn't about him. It's about getting out of this alive, and we can't do that without his help,&quot; Maria tried to convince me.
      &quot;But —&quot;
      &quot;No buts,&quot; My mother scolded, &quot;this is what needs to be done.&quot;
      &quot;Yeah,&quot; Maria agreed.
      &quot;Yeah,&quot; Abaddon followed with a little too much smugness in his tone.
      I growled. &quot;Fine but I'm not happy about it,&quot; I grumbled under my breath.
      Both Maria and my mother rolled theirs eyes at my immaturity, but who are they to judge!
      'Your mate and your mother.'
      Hush it, Ki.
      I reluctantly started explaining our ranks, &quot;We've got the trackers, the runners, the brutes, and the ghosts.&quot;
      Everyone nodded in understanding.
      &quot;The trackers' usual use in battle is to warn us of incoming threats with their superior senses of

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