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BLAKE'S POV

I set out from the pack as early as I could with my orderly and some other soldiers. There was no time to waste, especially when I planned on visiting no less than three packs that aren't close to each other in any way. As we went, I had a strong nagging feeling tug at my chest and no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't get rid of it from my mind. I had to be optimistic else I would find myself at the feet of it all. I couldn't sit still and continue to hope that a miracle will suddenly happen from the moon goddess who didn't give a damn about our existence or not.

"How quickly would we be at the first pack of visit?" I asked my orderly who had the map clasped in his hand like it was some prized possession. He opened the leather map in his hand and went through it for a few seconds while constantly clearing his throat.

"We should be at the first pack two hours from now if we continue at our current pace," he announced and my face fell immediately. That two hours wa