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Raid 3

Auteur: MyThIcAl LoRd
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Ruby’s POV

Raids are supposed to be quick. Hit hard, hit fast, vanish like ghosts.

But the second I saw how smooth everything was going, I knew—too smooth.

“Move, now!” I bark, raising a fist. “Stay in formation. We’re in, we’re out. No delays, no dramatics—Claw, that means no flirting.”

“I’d never,” Claw says with a smirk, slipping a dagger into his boot.

“Focus,” I snap. “Save your terrible pickup lines for after we survive.”

Madeline walks beside me, backpack snug, eyes alert. For someone new to the whole 'rogue raid' lifestyle, she looks… ready. Good. She’ll need to be.

We hit the storehouse just before dawn. It’s tucked into a side structure of the pack’s main compound—unguarded. That’s the first red flag.

“Fang, Goyle—breach the door,” I say.

They do it in seconds, barely a creak. We move in like shadows. And jackpot—supplies stacked like they’d been waiting for us. Weapons, rations, medicine—hell, even warm blankets.

“This is weirdly easy,” Madeline murmurs.

“That’s what makes
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