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Kiara went to the cabins, which was a big walk from the villa. Upon reaching it, everyone seemed to be busy cleaning up… cleaning up dead bodies and Brett was simply putting them in bags while half-naked Alpha-type wolves were busy loading them on a truck.

“Where are you taking them?” Kiara asked.

“Oh, hey, Babe,” Brett said. “I was worried for a while. We are sending them away.”

“Hmm,” Kiara crossed her arms.

“By the way, we need the two of you to check on something.” Brett threw his arms over Kiara while Rosanna followed.

Both of them aren’t surprised with this kind of cleanup. Rosanna works in a hospital, mostly in a morgue. Upon reaching the cabin a few meters away, Brett told them that the man was sick… or simply injured.

Upon reaching there, a man with blonde hair, gray eyes, and tan skin was sitting with bandages on his body while the doctor of the pack injected whatever medicine it was. The man was puzzled as he looked at Brett.

“Well, we didn’t get your name,” Brett tol