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Olive POV: I laid down on the bed in the safe room with the laptop on a table by the bed. I watched as all the male wolves ran out of the pack house, shifting on the front steps as they ran. I couldn't see anything else going on since the laptop didn't control the cameras. Now that I was alone, all of my emotions started to finally bubble up. I started crying for never being able to tell my parents or my brother about finding my mates. I would never hold the pups I lost. I would never get that motherly hug that I so desperately wanted and needed. I cried for the females who were taken and never found before me. I spent close to an hour just crying. Like the force of a tidal wave, I was angry. I was angry about Anthony killing my family and taking everything from me. I was angry that