“I hear you rescued some humans today.” Chandler said. “You mean, the ones that you neglected and left to die? Yeah. I rescued them.” I said. “25 people don’t mean anything when millions more are at risk.” He said. “Well, there’s the difference between you and me, Chandler. I will save every human that I can. You can turn your back on them if you want, but I refuse to. If this is what you meant by helping each other, then you can go to hell.” I said, hanging up. I was a little pissed off after that phone call but I managed to calm myself down enough so that I could get some sleep. I was up at 4:30am again the next morning and I got dressed into a red and black sports top, matching tights, socks and sandshoes. I walked downstairs and out the front door and I stretched on the front veranda before I left the house and I started jogging through the woods, around the whole territory. Once I made the first pass of the packhouse, I saw Lucas sitting on the front veranda watchin
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