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“Do you know where this alpha got a baby tojust hand off to you?” Chase asks. “It seems kinda weird that someone like that would just have a baby.”

The man hesitates, his gaze darting around the room. “I dunno, he never told me.”

“You’re hiding something,” I growl.

Madden cracks his knuckles as he stands behind the man, making his head turn around so fast I’m pretty sure it made him dizzy. He swallows hard at the sight of Madden looming over him and his chin drops down to his chest.

“He never actually told me, but I feel like it was probably the kid of another omega whore he fancied. He was big on purity and being the only alpha that ever touched her. It’s why he only wanted betas touchin’ her durin’ her heats.”

“What do you mean by another omega whore?” Madden asks softly.

Roger just shrugs, wincing at the pain that movement probably caused him. “It’s been happening for a long time. It’s one of the reasons why we had to keep the girl hidden. If Omegas aren’t snatched up by your people and sent to the North they’re snatched up by people here. I never got into that shit ‘cause Carol would have my balls if I tried, but it’s there if you look hard enough.”

The four of us glance at each other. The way this man is making it sound, it sounds like there’re a lot of omegas out there. Considering the way Luna was kept against her will and her body and heats sold, that doesn’t bode well for these unknown other omegas.

“So you think this alpha is involved in other areas of trafficking?” Archer asks.

“Definitely,” he nods, reaching up to wipe some of the blood that’s dripping from his nose.

“How do you contact him?”

“He contacts me through an unknown number and just shows up. I’m not the one to reach out.”

“Does he know about Luna escaping?”

Roger gulps hard. “Probably. But he hasn’t said anything to us about it, so I don’t know. I’m pretty sure he has a tracker on her. Back of her neck. Installed it during her first heat.”

My gaze jerks towards Archer. “Your father mentioned other things at play. Other things pressuring him to put Luna through the selection process, right?”

“Fuck.”

Archer pulls out his phone and starts typing. “I’m going to call my Father. See if he can confirm the tracking thing. One of you call the police.”

“Wait, what? The fucking police?” Roger stupidly tries to push himself up from the floor.

“Stop moving,” Madden growls from behind him, making the man freeze in his tracks.

“Think about it this way, you said it yourself. The big bad guy probably already knows Luna ran away. He probably knows how you failed to do what he’s basically been paying you to do, right? Wouldn’t you be safer not waiting here like a sitting duck for him?”

Roger opens and shuts his mouth, unable to come up with an answer.

“At least in police custody, you won’t have to worry about being shot execution-style in your own home, you know?” Chase continues.

The man’s expression shifts. I see it happen. It’s like he becomes a cornered animal. There’s a sort of wild panic and fear. He pushes himself up, aiming his fist at Chase’s face.

Madden is there in a flash, his blow slamming into the back of Roger’s neck, sending him falling unconscious to the floor. His body makes a solid noise against the concrete below.

“What is it with these people wanting to attack me?” Chase mutters, taking a step back and running his hand through his hair. “Do I just have a punchable face?”

“Your face isn’t punchable,” Madden comments, wiping hishand on the back of his pants. “Think of it this way, you gave me an opportunity to finally fucking hit the guy.”

“Oh, well, then you’re welcome.”

“What’s the plan now, Archer?” I say, redirecting all of our attention to our pack leader.

“Call the police,” Archer says. “We’re going to get these two taken into custody. We’ll convey all the information we gathered here to them, especially the details about there being a bigger omega trafficking ring than anyone thought.”

“That’s crazy though, for it to have been going on long enough for Luna to be one of the kids of those omegas?” Chase adds.