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Alpha Tristan's POV The moment I stepped out of the room, my Beta was rushing towards me. “The border was bridged,” he informed me without me asking. That was surely the care here, but how? There were more than enough soldiers at the borders to prevent something as terrible as this from happening. Rogues were a nuisance. They were hard to eliminate when they were in their good numbers. They let their animal instinct override them, and could never live among us. They could never step into a pack and not cause havoc. I rushed out of the pack house and there they were. The guards and soldiers were already fighting them off, some in their wolf form and others with their weapons. My first thought was to transform, but I held myself back. I was still weak from the wolf's bane. Transforming