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~ Flashback ~ ~ 2 days ago ~ ~ 2:34 pm ~ × Trix × As I flip through the pages in front of me and realize that a war is indeed coming, I let out a growl. The weight of the realization bears down on me, and I can almost feel the thick clouds of conflict gathering over our pack. The old, dusty book lies open on the table and I wondered how long the book has existed. Definitely way before my parent's parent's existence. A sharp ringtone interrupts my thoughts. I glance at the screen—Ryder. With a sigh, I pick up the call. "Hey man, what's up?" “Hey, big dog. Listen, I’m out of town for a few days. Won’t be around for the meetings with the pack elders.” I rub my temples, the stress piling on. "Wait, what? Great timing. You know how important these meetings are." “I know, man. It’s j