FILTH AT ITS WORST

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~CILLIAN’S POV~ Administering a pack all by myself is no easy task, for I have relied on my late friend, Kenneth Hunsford, to manage the same for as long as I can remember. Now that he’s no more, the responsibility falls prominently on my shoulders, which has been the sole reason for my inactive interference with the matters of the Dark Woods pack. More than my ineffectiveness in assiduously participating in the ruination of Egon, I lament sending my Beta Riley to Birmingham. The man has failed to produce even a single report on the status of his persuasion of Egon’s sister. Heaving a regretful sigh, I grouch about the same to my new Delta, Andrew Perry, who hasn’t been around enough to learn the primary principle of the pack, which states that one must only open his mouth when he has

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