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Dominique's POV

I stood on the porch of Alexander's house, the sunlight reflecting off my dark fur as I surveyed the aftermath of the battle. The scent of blood and smoke filled the air, a sickening mixture that left a bitter taste in my mouth.

Behind me, my pack members were busy scavenging the area, claiming whatever resources they could find. It was a good haul - Alexander's pack had been strong for a while, but they were no match for us this time. With the pack dead, it was easy to take over their territory.

I licked my lips, savoring the taste of victory. It had been a long time coming - Alexander and his pack had been king since the days of his father till his father hang over to him. for months. But now, he was gone, and everything he had was mine.

“Dominique,” I heard someone call out. I turned to see my second-in-command, Ryan, approaching me. “We've searched the area and even deep into the woods, but we can't find Alexander or Laura.”

My ears perked up at the mention of Laur