Sabrina. For the first time, Rhys and I didn't argue. We moved in sync, side by side, daggers swinging, claws elongated and canines bared as we defended our pack. The attack was abrupt, out of the blue, and we were caught unprepared. If I could remember correctly, pack attacks used to be rare, very rare, actually, with maybe one attack in a year or none at all. And yet, in a span of one month, our pack had been attacked twice. Well, I understood that the first attack, which I was their sole target, was actually planned by Amery, but even then, the second seemed suspicious, and I couldn't help but notice a pattern in their movements. Their precision, the attack was very similar to the first one, and if my eyes weren't playing tricks on me, they seemed to be targeting me. Rhys and I were fighting together, and yet, somehow, more swords were thrown my way, more daggers aimed at my throat, and instead of just attacking, I was reduced to a defender... ' You are right, Sab
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