AdonisI steered my Range Rover past the security checkpoint at the mainland's entrance and caught sight of the warrior base's huge complex. The Lycan pack's crimson flag and the tribe's green banner fluttered from sturdy flagpoles. I pulled over and watched as a squad of six warriors trained in the courtyard, their wooden katanas clashing in a flurry of movement.One warrior, a tall, muscular man with a shaved head, lunged forward with a powerful strike, while his partner, a lithe woman with a ponytail, parried the attack with a swift block. I observed the warriors' intense training session, their grunts and heavy breathing filling the air, and was impressed by their commitment to safeguarding the pack's civilians.A group of guards stood at attention. Laura, the head warrior, a 26-year-old Amazon with a pixie cut and sharp, dark brown eyes, approached me to salute. I nodded in acknowledgment, noticing the plastic badge on her shirt. Laura was not only disciplined but also one of t
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