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Some of us stood there unfazed while some of us being me, stood there with their mouth wide open. I felt arms slip around my shoulder and I was turned around and directed back towards the committee. "Tate, is it all over?" I asked glancing at Adrian's dead body as the warrior wolves began to pick up the dead bodies. "It is," he said quietly. The rage and anger in his eyes had left and all that was left behind was hurt and betrayal. "What do they do with the dead bodies?" I asked in a hushed whisper. Tate glanced at me and then looked back ahead, jaw clenched. "Burn them." Once we arrived at the committee, Tom was rushed towards first aid and I went to go near him but Tate held my arm, shaking his head. He held my arm and led me underground were the tunnel was. Peeling the wallpaper a