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Jaxon Suddenly panic wrung amongst the wolves in the auditorium, “ALPHA JAXON, ROGUES AT THE SOUTHWEST BORDER!”, a guard reported through the mind link. I stopped in my tracks, infuriated, at the report that had just come through. Rogues? Midnight Moon Pack territory hadn’t seen a rogue attack in years, it was my cruel reputation that had kept them far at bay. I had no pity for rogues in general so they weren’t wrong in their assumption, but to attack during an Alpha coronation? That was just next level stupid and I had no doubt that I’d make them pay for their interruption. “We just have been attacked by rogues, my apologies Alpha Christian, that drink will have to wait. I have to get to the front lines with my warriors”, I said to Alpha Christian and could feel my mouth watering