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Chapter 85
Chapter 85
Amelie
"Are coms up between packs?" This is it. The day of reckoning has finally come.
"Yes, Luna, everyone is connected." Magen gives me a nod and waits for my call.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I hate being the center of anything, but now was not the time to falter. "OK. Let's get everyone connected." With a few keystrokes, the wall of monitors lights up. "Hello, everyone. Our warriors need our eyes, ears, and prayers. Our central team will be watching the action, but we will need your help as well. Thank you all for joining virtually this evening. Let the Goddess be on our side." I have three monitors on the desk in front of me connected to Gideon, dad, James, Riley, and Logan. We spread out all the ranked members joining the raid, so Marcus went with my dad and James. At the same time, Tyson and Uncle Lucas went to one of the separate off-pack faculties together. Some of the Luna's and ranked females are also joining the raid
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