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Chapter eleven

The funeral was over. Now the grieving really starts. The packhouse was filled with pack members. Inside and outside. Everyone was sharing memories they had. But not me. Everyone has paid their respects for my brother's passing. But my mind wasn’t here. All I could think about was the wolves that have killed my brother. The anger was consuming me.

My fighters have still not found the wolves or their hiding spot. I keep thinking about strategies for how we can kill them and even capture one of them. I need answers. How is it possible that their claws have wolfsbane in them? What kind of witchcraft is that. I have never heard of it before. Not even legends.

“My condolences Alpha," one of my pack members says interrupting my thoughts. I nod to him. I just don’t know what to say. I have been nodding and saying thank you. No other words seem to be able to leave my mouth. I can’t wait for this day to be over.

POV Kristy

It’s the next day. I told my father I have a school pr
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