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LIHUA POV 50yrs ago

This is the price. EVERYTIME.

We protect them over and over again, but we receive nothing. Our lives are nothing but loss. We live tell we die... For them. It will never end until either all the Lycans are gone or all the humans are gone.

For 1,500 years I have known nothing else. Fight when they need us. Protect when they need us. Then I found my mate after a short search I began to feel invincible. I thought it was worth the heartache and our mates were our reward for protecting humans. But then... Feng died. Escorting stupid humans! But I still had Chun and the pack. They needed me. I still felt like I had a purpose. But...

"Luna, we are ready carry him back," Mei whispers as she crouches down next to my son's still body.

My eyes don't move from the pool of blood that has grown cold. My son's black fur is caked with it.... My Chun is gone. My mate is gone. My bloodline has stopped. My pack was hit again because we had to rush to the aid of humans.

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