* Ivan *The noise of the wolves fighting for their lives filled the once-quiet and peaceful town. Some houses were burned down and there was blood on the road. Not far from me, I could see dead bodies.There were smoke that filled the air. Low and black, clinging to the wet ground. The trading post at the edge was on fire, even in the rain. Some of the old apartments were burned down. I walk towards the Alpha house. There was blood on the road, smeared by tires, by bare feet, and also by paws. I go down to check and feel it's still warm; my tires kick through it.Some of the dead bodies I knew them. Young wolves, eighteen, nineteen, still doing double shifts from my beerhouse.Their throats were torn out. I don't know if it's a good thing that I haven't seen Alpha Fredrick yet. At least he is not dead. I didn't stop, I continued. If I stopped now, my wolf would have made me bury them, and we didn't have time to bury anyone.I gunned the Harley straight through Main. The Green Meadow
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