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Perfect

Isac’s POV“Damien, there are levels to madness,” I warned him, already feeling threatened by the sight of what Damien has done and what he was about to do.Threatened, yes; scared, no. throughout my life I had dealt with different obstacles: rogue wolves, pack invasions, moles, con artists, and even wizards, hence, this was not any different from my usual challenge as Alpha. At least on a combat level it was not.However, on closer inspection of the situation, it was not quite difficult to tell that this had a whole new level of difficulty. Usually, if a traitor was to be found in a pack, they would either be killed or worse, expelled, howbeit, I wanted none of that for Damien seeing that he was not a traitor by will. It was my own actions and words that had led to his mutiny. I tried to reach out to him again“Damien! I understand your anger, I understand your rage, I understand your wrath. But consider the options. Tell your wolves to stand down and go home, and things would not ge
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What if?

She once even said that she was my mate, a rumour that spread like fire in a bush of hot summer dried leaves. Females who had had their eyes on me felt threatened and some of them left, worse were the males who had had an eye on her felt threatened too and left leaving the pack a few soldiers and hunters short.I had puished her by giving her time in the dungeon but that did nothing to taint her spirit. She remained loyal.Samantha’s swerved her head towards me and caught my eye with a bright twinkle in them. I knew what she wanted – permission to deliver the final blow on Damien.He was weak from the fight, but even more so, he was naïve to attempt the takeover. When Damien was still my Beta, Samantha gave him the upmost respect and admiration for his position, but here she was, about to uphold a sacred pack tradition of killing the traitor. And I knew that she would have done it easily, should I have allowed it, but seeing that I disapproved, she was going to back down.Or was she?
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Dare

After staring at Alice to my fill to which there is no actual gauge, I decided to walk up to her. As I did I just that, I realized that I had made another mistake I usually won’t make – waste time. If a pack member was lost and I went to search for them, I would normally waste no time in bringing them back here as the open world was fraught with all kind of dangers and the safest place for the pack would obviously be in the Abode.Alice did not notice my arrival until I got too close to her and sat beside her. “Hey?”Alice does not speak a word. In fact, she does not even as spare me a glance through her side eye. She just keeps her attention focused on the sand. In front of her folded legs, she had drawn the pictorial depiction of a scary wolf. The wolf looked a lot like Samantha’s own.Two things came to mind: first, she was feeling sorry for what she had done to Samantha and was hoping she did not die or second, which was the most likely option of the two, was feeling jealous as sh
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Misunderstanding

Isac's PovAs everyone went into their Abode, I could tell that there was still a lingering sense of unease. Damien had been dragged off and Alice had retired back to her dwelling with the rest of the pack leaving just me and the Three White Wolves, the ones that acted as interim guard, manning the entrance that led to the Abode.“Alright, boys. Off you go,” I said to the three of them.“There was a fight. I believe you are aware?”“Yes, Alpha.”“There would be other Alphas looking for territory, there would be rogue wolves searching for honour and an adventure to make a name from. Make sure you deal with them ruthlessly.”“Yes, Alpha.”“Good. Now off you go.”All three men transmuted into the white wolves from which they go their name while, I, the Alpha in the pack retired to my dwelling. On my way there, a very familiar voiced called out to me.“Why so conflicted, boy?” It was Aariv, the oldest member of the pack. He was so old he had seen three separate Alphas of this pack. Me bei
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Very demanding

“I know. I can’t really relate but I know it must be hard,” she said. I could tell that she wanted to say some more but was holding it back. I did not know how to urge her to go on so I just reached for her arms and held them. Then she continued. “I know I’m am just a service wolf and I don’t fight, or hunt that much or deal with pack affairs but I feel you need to take a break.”“How am I supposed to do that?” I asked in confusion. “My duty lies here with the pack I cannot go off to some vacation island or anything.”“I’m just saying, why don’t you start with the most obvious distraction?”“Are you talking about Alice?” I really did not know why Minnie would want to talk about Alice with me but I felt oddly comfortable to talk about her with Minnie. Maybe she was right. Maybe all I needed was a quick distraction that would distract me from the distraction which would in the grand scheme, bring me back on track as the leader I once was and I have always been.Weirdly enough, or perhap
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Cold

Alice’s POVIt was cold as ice. I really did not know why I was surprized or what I had expected but I definitely did not expect the lowest point in a cave to be this cold. I thought they always had to be hot as hell because their depth did not accommodate fresh air. But it turned out that was only half true but completely false for this one. It was freezing cold. Little wonder why guards down here wore coat when in human form or just stayed in wolf form, though that had its limit.I sat on the floor to rest my tired legs but stood up immediately. The ground too was unwelcoming. There was no way I was not going to freeze my rump; not now, not today, not ever. I had earlier snuck into the donjon in pursuit of Damien after Isac had dismissed us all. Safe to say I did not obey that order but he did not seem to notice. If anyone had noticed, they did not care much about it because no guard came running after me, nor did I hear anyone say anything concerning my whereabouts. I had come back
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It was real

I tried to make that not bother me. As it was, that should be the least of my worries. Right now I was lost in a cave that was supposed to be the Abode’s donjon. It was more than that, it was a maze. The pack members who guarded the cave had to spend weeks and even months before they memorized the cave layout. In truth, they never fully memorized the cave’s layout, instead they used signs and symbols that were already engraved on the walls to navigate their ways. I tried to read the symbols but even I, who spent most of my time looking after pups and teaching them languages, doing little services, and reading, could not understand these strange languages. Defeated on that front, I tried to remember the pattern the two guards had followed just before I lost them which was odd because I had never seen those two guards before in the pack, and while it was true that it was impossible to know everyone individually in such a big pack, at least you could memorize body statue since I did not
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Leave!

As confused as I was, I silently stood to my feet and begun to walk towards the direction I had earlier heard Damien call me from. The light followed, keeping a safe distance and staying a few steps ahead. I decided, since the fire ball was real, that I’ll stay close to it so as to reduce my chances of freezing in this cave. Even with the blazing ball, most of the cave remained dark. No sign of life or anything beyond. With the light of the fireball, I could see a little, enough to look into the other cages that were around the place. Usually, a place either had signs of life or was empty, but for the cages down here, they were different: they did not have a single sign of life, but they did not feel empty either, they were filled with death. Bones and left over from rotten carcasses filled the cell. It was obvious that this place had never received a proper cleaning for an awful long time now. To be fair, I don’t think it has ever been cleaned at all. It was always prisoners after pr
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Heavy hearted

That was the final nail in the coffin for him and I decided to hurt him as much as I could with as much words as possible since he was too senseless to recognize when someone truly cared. Not like I ever did. “I said I hate you! I never loved you! All the times we talked, I always pretended to care because I did not want you to feel like the shit that you are!” I was very furious now and I wanted to take it all out on the traitor wolf that so deservedly laid before me in the freezing cage with no coat, no food, and no water. “No girl in the pack will ever choose you! Not even if you stood side by side with Aariv’s skeleton! I wished Samantha had killed you! You are a traitor! I will always pick Isac over you! You know what? I have already chosen him over you a long time ago and every night, I tell him about all the deepest things you share with me with a laugh in my tone, a pleasurable smile on my face, while I moan to his cunnilingus which he gives very perfectly well! I will never i
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Feeling regretful

Isac’s POVI and Aariv stood outside my house which was raised slightly higher above the ground. From where I stood, I could see almost all of the Abode, the name we gave to this place where the pack lived. It was a large pack and if the stories were to be believed, then it once was times ten the size of what it was today and it controlled far more territory than it did today. Whenever I thought back on that history, I felt a certain level of shame. How was it that a pack so great and so mighty that even its pups stroke fear in the heart of great werewolves had become this humble? Hunting food in the woods by themselves like commoners, moving in stealth when around other pack’s territory, and staying clear of what laid on the other side of the river – humans. We were more than this; far more than this. As a child, ever since I had learnt that I would be Alpha one day, I had always planned that eventually I would bring my father’s pack to the map, to where it once was. The golden ages
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