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Helen POV Scott was wildly outnumbered, but that didn’t stop him. He shifted through the clearing and sprinted toward the pack. Some of them met Scott in wolfen form while others hung back, Marth moving to my side as she watched on in horror. I stayed behind my mate’s back. Justin wouldn’t let Scott near me again. I wanted to fight him but after the curse he stabbed into my spine, I was too afraid of going through anything like that again. The wolves of True Mates had stopped him before he made it into town square, biting and nipping at his extended throat. Justin ordered for them to take Scott to the barracks under our new home. While they did that, Justin cleared his throat and tried to salvage the night. “We will not be intimidated by false Alphas,” Justin roared. Martha left