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Dylan raced downstairs while putting on a T-shirt to look the least decent. Isabel had left the house with Xavi and Fernando by the time he rushed out of the study, so he was left with no choice but to search out their whereabouts. He didn’t bother using their scents. That would only slow him down and wear him out. He decided to drive to the main pack house or better still, look out for a large crowd, because he could feel it that his mate was going to make a big fuss about this issue. Tightening his grip on the steering wheel, while anxiously looking out the window, Dylan hoped to get to his mate on time, to steer her away from taking a grave action.