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I’m sitting with Damien, Elyse, Demitri, Ellinore, Danielle, Jessica, Trent, Renee and Taylor eating dinner.

We have worked out meal times so we filter in every half hour or so. We let the families with young kids and the omegas that will shift out for later meal times go first. We don’t base it on rank. As an alpha group we decided that was the best. We needed to know our people and can’t do that if we don’t intermingle.

“What do you think Max is planning? Why would he clear out his packhouse? And the Blood Moon packhouse.” Jessica asks, looking at Trent and Taylor.

“I don’t know.  He’s had us blocked since we came to get Leah and never returned.” Taylor supplied with a dark look in his eyes.