Aurelia. Maybe the conversation might have dragged on, but for the Pack. It was the Darryl Pack, after all, who had mustered their fighting men to fight the Glagen and Khmarden Packs. They believed they were superior, and someone managed to get it into his head that his Alpha would be too. “Fight,” his lone voice rose, and all turned to see who it was. He was a young wolf, no more than twenty, who had his face scrunched up and red, his body shaking with anger. When everybody looked at him as though they did not understand the reason, he stepped forward, with so much confidence and respect for his Alpha. “It's the only way we can recover our pride, Alpha,” he cried out, kneeling before his Alpha. “If you fight the duel, and win him, and even eventually kill him, it is the only way you can get our fighting men back, because they have already surrendered to him and cannot return unless you defeat him. You will also give us automatic victories over the Glagen and Khmarden Packs and a
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