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CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE
TYLER'S POV I took out the map in my pocket, the only thing I carried with me. The other thing I carried were small lethal knives that I hid in my boot. I checked the map and confirmed that I was indeed on the right path. I am. I continued on that path until I started to feel the change in the atmosphere, which made me know I was nearby another pack. Fortunately, I took off early, so I didn't encounter any border warriors on the way. That was a good sign. They were not bloodlusting wolves. “Old one.“ I saw an old man under the tree, and I thought it was going to do no harm to talk to the old man. “Hmm?“ “This is the Red Moon Pack, no?“ “Yes. Are you new here?“ His voice was bright and sharp, for a man his age. I was surprised. “Yes, old one.“ “Come sit with me.“ I hesitated. “Sit
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