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Alpha Sam's POV

Me, and my unit, stand in a circle, watching as the flames roar in front of us. no one says a word. thus is not a funeral, and this bitch deserves none. we brought canisters filled with fuel and doused her in it before lighting the bitch on fire at the closest rogue pire. we have a few dotted around the pack. the smell serves as a nice warning to those who chose to try to attack us. We have lived in peace for so long that nowadays, it's a small burned patch on the earth, forever smelling of rotten, burned flesh. the crackle of the fire and the rustle of nearby woodland animals fleeing from the blaze are the only sounds. I know I'm supposed to feel something now. maybe even grief, however irrational it may be... but I don't. Now my anger has faded, although I am sure it will never fully go away. Now, all I have left is exhaustion and numbness. I push my hands into the pockets of my black slacks. I hate wearing formal clothing, but being Alpha calls for it far more than
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