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Indianna was sat at Greyson's desk with plans of the pack house they were going to attack laid out in front of her. She ran her hands across the paper and sighed. She couldn't believe they were going to do this.

"I'm sorry," she whispered and looked up at the ceiling. "I know this is the wrong thing to do, but I can't think of anything else. I don't want anyone getting hurt. Listening to Rogue seems like the only way that no one is harmed." Indianna groaned and ran her fingers through her hair. "It won't always be like this. I swear I'll think of something." Indianna swallowed. "I have to. I'm not bringing up our children with Rogue in the world."

"Indie." Kal knocked on the door and smiled sadly. "The pack is gathered. We're ready to go."

Indianna rubbed her eyes and nodded. "Okay," she whispered and stood up from the chair she was sitting on. "Let's get this done." She followed Kal out of the office and they made their way outside to where the majority of the pack were gathered. The