The Legend of the White wolf

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Arthur Pov The rogue wolf we had captured remained unconscious for an entire day, and my patience wore thin. I couldn't help but feel a growing frustration, as if I might snap and try to shake him awake. The waiting seemed endless, and every passing minute felt like an eternity. I kept marching back and forth in my office, trying to calm myself down. Drinking coffee to help myself calm down from the warmth of the drink. However, even that didn't help to calm me down. As I kept walking, I heard a knock on the door. Matthew was the one who knocked at the door; he was the future Gemma of the pack. Mathew is the eldest son of Gemma Reyes. As such, he was helping his Father with his work. I had put Matthew in charge of the Rogue's well-being. Matthew was meticulous with his work, so I

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