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DAG: As I greet my good friend Dimitri and talk to him, he notices that Eirik's sons standing behind him are planning something evil. Their eyes are reddened, and one of them is pressing his mother's shoulder hard; the woman is in a wheelchair; she looks like a living dead with no will of her own, but the three young men and one of the invited Alphas are conspiring with her. What are they up to? Are they conspiring to attack? They don't like me coming with Sigrid to her brother's funeral. That could be the reason because, in truth, I don't think they realize that I have come to make very important and definite changes to our herds. The wheelchair starts to move and brushes against my leg, but what the hell is this woman trying to do? She stands up with an almost superhuman effort, and h
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