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Sixty Two
POV Alpha Alcide, Alpha of the Jura Mountains Pack near Lyon, France. Location, just outside the trafficking compound just before the mission. We had close to eight thousand warriors hiding in the woods around the compound. The rain was finally letting up, turning into a cold sprinkle. Alpha Ajani had alerted us over the Walkie Talkies that the trucks were about forty-five minutes away. The Warriors were all in wolf form and the top warrior had a large duffle bag strapped to them. Each alpha bag contained a drone and controller. Each drone was fitted with a dart gun and a round of darts. Four gas masks, silver chains, silver handcuffs and gloves to handle the silver, as well as a sheathed silver knife, and a dart gun to keep in our possession with around forty tranquilizer darts. We had
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