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The Nightmares
Alisha, was far from home, staying with her uncle's pack. She had her quaint cottage there, a place of solitude and peace. But tonight, it was anything but peaceful. Her sleep was invaded that night by a nightmare, a terrifying vision that felt all too real. She saw her father's pack, her family, under attack. An unknown group of hooded figures, their faces obscured by the shadows, descended upon them like a storm. The figures were vampires and witches, their powers dark and menacing. The moon was high, casting an eerie glow over the scene. Alisha's father, the Alpha, stood tall and fierce, ready to protect his pack. His eyes, usually warm and kind, were filled with a ferocity that made even the bravest of their enemies falter. But these attackers were relentless. Alisha watched as her
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