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doesn’t abuse his power over  the omegas. There are other leading alphas who aren’t like him,  though. Some of them are constantly fighting over land, membership,  food, anything you can think of.”
    Markus couldn’t believe he was spilling all of this onto Lance, but  the other man was still just sitting there, waiting and listening with  absolute patience. “There’s been a couple of times when my pack was  attacked by wild werewolves, or even a rival pack. You have to kill to  defend yourself in those situations. If you don’t, they’ll kill you and  take your land, and the omegas.”
    What those werewolves would have done with the omegas had  they been able to take them was something Markus didn’t like to  think about it. “It’s how Isaac met his mate. Tristan was an omega  who was trying to get away from the leading alpha of another pack.  They met, and Isaac realized that not all werewolves are the evil and  dangerous things he thought they were.”
    Lance nodded, though his mind still seemed to be far away.  Markus just hoped that little bit of information would be enough to  make Lance believe that Isaac wasn’t the serial killer he seemed to
    think he was. He also hoped that, if Isaac ever found out that he’d told  Lance this, he wouldn’t think it a betrayal of information. It wasn’t  like he’d told Lance why he’d become a hunter, after all.
    “I’m going to have to give up my work, aren’t I?”
    Markus reached out and took hold of Lance’s hand. “I’m sorry for  that.”
    Lance squeezed his hand back for support. “Me, too.” Then he sighed. “I guess it’s the least I can do. That boy saved my life. He didn’t have to. I’ll probably never find him, but if this is the way it is, then I shouldn’t expose your secret.”
    Markus forced a smile onto his face. “To be honest, and don’t be

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    mad when I say this, but I’m kind of glad you haven’t found that other
    guy.”
    Lance turned to look at him, confusion on his face.
    Markus had to explain himself through the building heat in his cheeks. “I don’t really want to share you with anyone else.”
    Lance shoved him, but he was smiling when he did it.
    They sat there for a time before Lance released his hand, got to his feet, and went to the computer. He turned it on. “I should delete my website and blog.”
    Markus got up to stand beside him. “It’s not that I don’t trust you or anything, but…”
    Lance saved him from explaining himself. “You can watch me do it. Probably better that way. I won’t chicken out.”
    Markus didn’t think Lance was a chicken at all.
    Still, he watched as Lance logged into his accounts and deleted his webpages, his blog, and even cancelled his domain name.
    His shoulder sagged when he finished.
    Markus wrapped his arms around him from behind, and he placed a gentle kiss on his neck. “Thank you.”

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    Chapter Ten
    Buddy noticed almost right away when the website went down.  He had it saved to his phone, along with a few other choice sites, so he could check on them periodically and see if anything was found.
    He’d learned that it was a good idea to make a habit of keeping tabs on his projects like that.
    The fact that his bookmark produced one of those error messages was confusing at first. When he tried again five minutes later to the same thing, he called the service provider, and the domain name provider, and was given the same answer by customer support.
    The webmaster had authorized the accounts to be deleted.
    Fucking hell.
    There was only one thing that could mean, and so he put away his cell phone, packed his bags, and got into his truck.
    Brampton was only maybe a seven-hour drive away from where he was. He could get there soon enough and find out just what it was that had Lance disappear off the face of the