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CHAPTER EIGHTY-THREE - THE HUNT

ALPHA ASHA

I led her to the entrance of the forest, where Helldog stood waiting for us.

The old wolf had dressed for the occasion in a truly Helldog-esque way. He wore his usual leathers with an oversized yellow hoodie that he must have swiped off a human during his many late-night- haunts into the human world. His long gray hair was riddled with single braids ending in silver rings that made him look every bit the fearsome wolf he once was.

"Hurry up, you two," he growled, ushering us over. "I'm old and I'd like to get back to my tea before it's cold."

Pixie giggled and stepped forward excitedly, holding one hand out to Helldog and offering the other to me. I felt the easy smile spread on my lips when our skin touched, and I knew Helldog would give me shit for it later.

"As an Alpha," Helldog started, addressing the pack that had gathered to witness their ceremony. "A wolf's work is never done. He must work tirelessly to protect and care for all, disregarding his own well-being for t
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