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One Hundred-Eighty-Six

As per tradition, about 2 hours before dawn, I climb back down the tree I was sitting in and let out a loud howl calling my pack to me. Once everyone is in attendance, Morpheus shifts back into his wolf and lets out another loud,

“HOWL!”

“Hhhoowwll!” the rest of the pack replies and joins in.

Once the howls die down, I then take off running. Zaire, Farris, Charles and Jade all fall in, flanking me and the rest of the pack falls in behind me. We run the territory until the first rays of the morning light the sky. I then lead everyone back to the packhouse, ready for the day of rest.

I, however, can’t rest. No matter how much I try, I can not sleep or rest the same as everyone else anymore, and after watching Zaire with Farris and now Jade with Charles, I miss Yasmine even more. I miss her fire; I miss her fight; I miss the way she would fight against me and then once I got my hands on her; I miss the way she would melt into my touch. Most of all, I miss loving her and holding her in my
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