Thorne's POV“Sir!” Alexander, my new Beta said, his voice firm. “Here are the warriors!” I faced a line of wariors. They stood like statues, shoulders squared, chests puffed, eyes forward… but I wasn’t impressed.I paced slowly in front of the line of warriors, the cold morning air biting at my skin. I kept my hands behind my back, my gaze sweeping through each and everyone one of their faces. “This,” I said, my tone very bitter, “is it?”No one dared speak.I turned sharply to face the man at the center, Alexander said he was their leader. A tall one, broad-shouldered, with a long scar running down the side of his face.He seemed larger and more stronger than the others. He took a step forward, his shoulders broad and straight. “Sir,” he started, “we’ve been stretched thin since…”“I didn’t ask for excuses,” I snapped, cutting him off. “I asked why this pack’s elite warriors look more like a disorganized group of orphans.”His mouth twitched. He was biting his tongue.“Spea
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