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Dylan sighed frowning a bit. He didn't want Sage to cause a huge scene with Ace and Hazel but she was so damn dramatic he couldn't have stopped her.

"I think about my team all the time. We all don't function well together as we should. Hazel is great and all but she totally plays favorites. Doesn't help that Sage is totally head over heals for her and everyone knows it. I am jealous of Midnight's team, even with Grant always messing things up they just work so well together. They fight but they really are like siblings. I don't have that with my team and I want it badly."

He thought about what Alana said about helping to attack Midnight. It could be useful but Midnight could also think that Alana was legit trying to kill her. If Midnight didn't know about her and she all of a sudden sprung on her, Midnight wouldn't hold back and might just kill her.

"We would have to be careful because she doesn't know you Alana. She may think your an assassin trying to kill her and then she may kill you. I know you are capable, you wouldn't be alive if you weren't. Midnight is five hundred years old, werewolves only get more powerful with age. I am concerned that she may mistake your intentions. But I would love to see your abilities, I will show you mine if you show me yours."

A sly grin crossed his face. He liked this girl, she was a little cold but Dylan felt like he could warm her up and introduce her to new emotions that she didn't know she had.