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Nolan exhaled, cocking his head with a slow blink. “I’m not sure how to get them. If Preston has a good reason for going by another name in Camp Bower, then exposing him could potentially endanger him. I don't want to get him killed 'cause we couldn't wait a few weeks.”

“Killed?” I asked in a shrill voice. “You really think he could be killed?”

“I don’t know,” Nolan said flatly, “and I don’t want to risk it.”

“This issofucked.” I sagged back into the couch.

With another nod, Nolan dropped his head. “It really is.”

Chapter 27

Hailey

“Where are you off to?” Merrick asked as I grabbed my car keys.

“Just going to visit Sunny,” I replied casually. We’d all eaten our pizza in relative silence as I tried to come to terms with what Nolan and Wilder had told me.

Merrick gave me a knowing look. We both knew I wasn’t going to see my friend, even though that would be lovely. No, I wanted to go see her alpha.

I had a few questions to ask him about my convict alpha. Walker was a good man, and both Merrick and I trusted him implicitly. Even though Nolan hadn’t wanted to tell anyone, I needed answers.

“Do you want me to go with you?” Merrick asked quietly.

“I think it’s best I go alone so the others don’t think we’re ganging up on them,” I said, dragging my feet to the living room where the rest of our pack was.

Merrick nodded. “Okay, but call me if you need anything.”

“I will. Thank you,” I told him, leaning up on tiptoes to kiss his cheek. He wrapped an arm around my waist and kept me there for a few seconds, embracing me warmly.

My heart was going haywire the entire drive to Sunny’s house. I could have gone and spoken to Walker at the fire station, but something about Nolan’s desperation to keep Preston’s identity a secret made me think twice about that.

I wasn’t sure if I could trust everyone at Station Sixteen, but I knew for a fact that I could trust Walker and his pack.

Pulling up outside their house, I sat in the driver’s seat for a moment, just thinking about what I was going to say. I would have to tell Walker everything, and I wasn’t exactly looking forward to it.

It was Blaze who opened the door, grinning at me. “Hello, Hailey. How are you doing? Are you here to see my beautiful child? Visitors are more than welcome, seeing as she’s been a bit ornery the last few nights, and we haven’t got much sleep.”

“Oh no, how is Sunny doing?” I said, almost glad for the change in direction of the conversation.

“We’re ensuring she gets plenty of sleep,” Blaze offered proudly.

“And what about the rest of you?”

“We’re used to very little sleep with our jobs, so we’re doing fine,” he said with a smile.

“Well, I’m actually here to see Walker, if that’s okay.”

Blaze looked taken aback for a moment. “Yeah, sure. He’s just in the kitchen. You’re welcome to go through.”

He gestured down the hallway, and I nodded thankfully before heading in that direction.

Walker was standing in the kitchen, flipping something in a frying pan that smelled suspiciously like bacon.

“Hailey! How are you doing? What can we do for you today?” He offered a bright grin. “Sunny's upstairs, relaxing.”

“I actually came by to see you if that's all right?”

“You know you're welcome anytime. What can I do for you?”