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HIS GAMMA'S BURIAL

 "What is the definition of a good man?" Nicodemus asked rhetorically. He stood upfront on his Gamma's Cemetery. One could observe the large crowd that formed in the Silvery-Claw Centurion Pack woods of their dead. His mate Ria,Draxler,Sabrina,Arthur were the next in line behind Nicodemus with their face burdened with the sorrows of a mate,friend, warrior and a writer. The current Alpha of the pack,Alpha Morris,was the next in line before other members followed suit. 

Ria's sobbing were heard the most no matter how many people comforted her. The pain she experienced was beyond consoling. 

It hurt Nicodemus more;his agony was nothing compared to hers. The pain of loosing one's mate. The feeling of regret continually taunted him!. If only,if only he had persisted on making Greece stay. 

"Greece Deucalion" Nicodemus continued. His gaze remained fixed on the cremated ground with his eyelids figh

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