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Sammy started shaking his head before the wolf had even finished speaking, a frustrated grunt puffing from his lips. “No, nothing. Not unless…”

“Unless?”

He sprang upright and twisted around to face his mate. “What aboutme? Could you use me to find her?”

Her blood ran through his veins. It really didn’t get more personal than that.

But Dominic shut him down quickly. “I’m afraid it doesn’t work that way. The connection is too muddied.”

Since he didn’t know how locator spells worked, the explanation sounded reasonable. It also told him that it could be done, but with unreliable results.

Which gave him another idea.

“What about the relique? It was made with my blood. Can you track that through me?”

Though his expression didn’t change, Dominic’s tone held a finality when he spoke. “That’s not a good idea.”

“But youcoulddo it, right?”

“No.”

“No, you can’t?” Sammy pressed. “Or no, you won’t?”

Dominic growled, his frustration bleeding through his composed veneer. “I won’t.”

“Why? I’m willing. Whatever it is, I’ll do it.”

“No,” Dominic growled again. “You think you can handle it, but you can’t.”

While he couldn’t be certain, he thought his mate had just called him weak.

Which…fair.

He didn’t have claws or fangs or magic. He didn’t know how to fight, not even to defend himself. His entire strategy for conflict resolution involved avoiding confrontations completely, especially violent ones.

This was different, though. The idea of sitting around and waiting to be either sold or rescued rankled. If he could do something, anything, he wanted to try.

At the same time, while he wouldn’t consider Dominic reckless, the alpha had also never given the impression of being overly cautious. If he felt strongly about the magic, there must be a good reason.

“What would happen?”

“I’m not—”

“Is it dangerous?”

“Not exactly,” Dominic answered through gritted teeth.

Okay, so he probably wouldn’t die. Good to know.

“Does it hurt?”

“Yes.” Still said through a clenched jaw and with a slight growl this time.

“A lot?”

“Yes.”

Sammy bit his lip while he considered the information.