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She hastily returned with the soundwaves again. Looking at Shochiku with a curious face. “Alex, how did you conjure up such a large living person?" Alex replied, “I fished her out of the water.” “Wow, you are very lucky.” She examined Shochiku and saw that she was covered in wounds. Her face was also disfigured. Luna’s expression sank slightly, and she stopped flirting with Alex. “The person who did it was quite ruthless.” Alex said, “Let me introduce her to you. Shochiku is a disciple of Hygieia Valley and a doctor of the South California Divine Constabulary.”

The pack’s senior healer, a grizzled wolf with a quick tongue named Wiremu, clicked his teeth the moment he saw the burns. “Silver,” he growled. “They used silver on you?” Jason gritted his teeth and nodded. Wiremu’s eyes softened, but his hands were brisk and certain. “You’re lucky you’re an Alpha,” he muttered. “Any lesser wolf would be dead.” Aurora hovered at Jason’s side, refusing to move even when Wiremu tried to shoo her away. She watched every poultice, every bandage, every salve with hawklike intensity, as if by sheer will she could speed the healing.

A few faces I didn’t recognize pushing inward. Smiling too widely. Applauding too deliberately. Welcoming. But wrong. And then I saw her. Alice. Standing several rows back. Not dressed for ceremony. Not smiling. Watching. Her gaze wasn’t on Duncan. It was on me. Cold. Measuring. Resolved. Beside her, A man half-shadowed by lantern light. Cassian. My stomach dropped. What was he doing here? He had no invitation. No permission to cross pack borders.

Alice said anxiously as she settled into one of the chairs at the dining table. "Chill. I got the plate number out before picking you up, and I plan on dumping it anyway," Chiara said, and Alice nodded. --- Alice now stood in front of the tall and magnificent building, Vclass Mobile. She was dressed in a clean white long-sleeve shirt and black pants, with well-polished black boots. Her black wig was combed neatly, and her mustache and beard were very much intact. She felt a little apprehensive, but she wasn’t scared; that emotion had died long ago. Sergio had always taught her to face everything head-on: what's going to happen will happen; there's no point in stalling.

She stood up to go when the voice of one of my warriors echoed at the back of my head. “Alpha, we have a problem.” He sounded panicked. “Are we under attack?” “No, Cassia has escaped. We can't find her and some women in the pack are creating a barricade at the pack borders.” “Take them down, and find her!” I screamed in anger. “We got some men past them but it seems like she has been gone already for hours.” “I'm on my way.” I growled and shoved Alicia out of the way. “What part of the border are you at?”

And there I see him, laughing maliciously, lying on his belly, with his paws in front of him. I shake my head in denial. I walk through the cabin and head to the parking lot… “Excellent! There is a possible conversation over there.” I say to Fenrir, as I walk towards my truck. Alice is there. She is a young woman. I think she is only 25 years old. She is quite beautiful with her fiery red hair and her freckles on her cheeks and, from what I hear, she is also very talented. Fenrir raises an eyebrow and says, “I agree. She will be enough. Now don’t go overboard. I don’t want Emma to cut off our balls like she wants to do to Peter.”

“If there is more we can do to support your efforts, please let us know. Everyone standing, Alpha Corey and his Beta left the room. As we were sitting there going over what we knew, we had a mind-link from our warriors guarding the borders. There were three rogues on the north side wanting to speak with Alpha Kate about Boyd’s release. Standing, I immediately head out of the Pack house tossing my clothes behind a tree as I shift. I let Shelby take over, as I feel both Corey in his beautiful black wolf and Reid in his brown wolf coming up on either side of me. As I run closer to the border, I start to smell the rogues who are waiting to talk with me. As I arrive, I shift behind a tree an

Not with those yellowy, sharp eagle eyes. "Althea Francess Duvey. I have been assigned to give you this," she said curtly. Her accent was strong, suggesting she did not originate from this Pack. Let me guess, Discipline Pack. I shiver, thinking about The Pack we are all secretly afraid of, even Landon told me Alpha Dallas isn't someone you would mess with. A throat clearing noise is what brought my attention back to the table setting. Cyrus looked awfully uncomfortable, as the woman had moved her penetrating gaze over to my companion.

I could see the curses forming on her lips. I shook my head. "Don't bother," I murmured, my voice dead. "It's over." "What's going on here?" The voice boomed across the square, silencing the music and the whispers. The crowd parted. The Alpha approached. He was a giant of a man with a shaggy beard and eyes like cold flint. He looked at me like I was a stain on his polished floor. "I will not accept her as my mate," Jack stated, puffing out his chest. "She's a mutt."

Alice took the phone and came back to her room and scanned the QR code. “Your address please,” Ethan asked Alice gave the home address. "Alice, is it you?” Shit, he recognized me! Alice thought “Yes, Ethan. Can you please send the order on time?" “sure” “thanks” Alice exited the chat and was going to return the phone to Chloe when accidentally she opened the phone gallery and she noticed some photos of Chloe and Devina where they are looked old and are dressed in long ancient gowns and hat. Alice found it quite weird as Devina was a fashionista and this picture of her is completely opposite. She also noticed their feet and noticed that they don’t have toes but it was square-ended.