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Eleven

THIRD PERSON

'Where do you think she came from' the first pack warrior asked. He was a tall, slightly built, red haired man, standing over a soggy, passed out Phoenix after she had ran unhinged, straight into their pack.

'I don't know. I don't care. We should just get her to the dungeons till the Alpha is ready to see her. He will make her talk' another man, huger looking answered - more like bellowed. He had a special hatred for rogues and he could not wait to take it out on this rogue, he thought, grinning devilishly.

The other warriors grunted in approval and picked up a passed out Phoenix, dragging her to the dungeons to await their Alpha's orders regarding her.

Meanwhile, their Alpha, Alpha Colin, Alpha of Blue moon pack was in a meeting with human explorers. He was well known for trading with humans despite the obvious danger of exposing the werewolves' supernatural existence.

Right now, he wanted these explorers to purchase some land from him.

'Gentlemen, that land is an
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