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Chapter 8

Axel doesn’t even bother to look at me as he walks away. My head hurts from the whining my wolf is making and my knee feels sore from the tumble we just took. I wipe my pants off and freeze when I touch an oozy substance. Whimpering slightly, I look down and find I’m covered in egg. I turn to look for any survivors and find three. 

The chickens cluck around the coop like I’m not even there, so I take the chance and grab the only remaining eggs and sprint for the door, whipping it open and slamming it shut behind me. I breathe a sigh of relief at being away from them. I jump as a bird squawks and I run to the dining tent, clutching my little prizes as I have done so well.

“Billy,” I call out, looking for the large grumpy man. 

There is no response, so I move deeper into the tent, looking around at all the random stuff that sits out. There are ribbons in mounds on the table, a map, and a bunch of random small wood carvings with

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