Prc Resources Novels & Stories

Jace sat to my right and General Wanshan to my left. Alpha Superior Oghojafor was speaking and had been for the past few minutes-about the problems his pack was having with rogues. The only problem I could see was how long-winded he was. "If you placed a sanction against housing rogues on your land, you wouldn't have this problem," I said, interrupting him. His son, Nwabueze, nodded in agreement. "We believe that everyone should have shelter," Alpha Oghojafor protested. "I cannot force my people to turn others away."

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