In a dimly lit room shrouded in secrecy, five cloaked figures gathered around a sturdy wooden table. Their faces hidden in the shadows, they spoke in hushed tones, their voices a mere whisper in the air. The flickering candlelight danced upon their faces, casting an eerie glow upon their features.Their intentions were dark and ominous, plotting to infiltrate the Lycan kingdom and seize control. Yet, on the surface, they appeared as noble scouts, their demeanor suggesting no ill will. They had a meeting scheduled with Rodgers, the trusted army commander of Alpha Xavier's pack, to set their plan into motion.The door creaked open, and the figures turned their attention to the entrance. Rodgers, a tall and imposing figure, stepped into the room, his keen eyes assessing the strangers before him. A hint of curiosity mingled with caution as he approached the table."Good evening, gentlemen," Rodgers greeted, his voice steady but guarded. "What brings you here tonight?"The leader of the cl
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