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No one in Rygan's pack had expected that attack either; they had all been celebrating Taz's announcement that he was going to be a father soon, and no one saw it coming that night. The males all sat around the bonfire in Taz’s yard, and they were all surprised to see their alpha king in attendance. It was Taz's pleading request to Rygan, and he showed up. Throughout the years, Rygan had become the shell he once was, now a cold alpha who was the beast of the night. Yes, he was a protector of his people, killing threats and anything that dared trespass into their lives. He had been there when they needed him to be, and at the birth of his and Alvira's child, he made sure to be there. A glimmer of hope turned when he saw he now had a child, hoping to calm down that feral recklessness knowi