One Luna, Three Hated Alphas
I walk past a landmark, I’m not sure what it means, but it has a spot where sacks of sand are filled, to shield the people on this side, making the others vulnerable to their attack.
It isn't anything like the security post of the next pack, it just looks freshly fixed and creepy. Just in the open field.
On the ground, an instruction is written, more like a role; Alpha 1, Alpha 2, and then Alpha 3...
Fuck, shit... I cuss and begin running. If my instinct is right, this is the spot where the alpha will be traded for their baby. And by the dawn of a fresh day, Aaliyah will receive the second letter bearing instructions.
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