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"Kelly!" Dean yelled as soon as we walked in the door to the pack house, making everyone stop and stare. They saw my wounds but didn't say anything to us, afraid to because we're the next in line Alpha and Beta. "Kelly's out shopping." I heard someone say from the living room and I instantly recognized the voice. "Sam!" I grinned, yanking myself out of Dean's grip and running into the living room where he was. I saw him laying upside down on the couch, playing video games. I still don't understand how the hell he plays like that without dying multiple times. "Hey." I said but he didn't look away from his game. "Hello." He replied, monotone. "I haven't seen you in a few days." I stated, waiting for some sort of reaction. "Damn, a few days without my presence would be absolutely tor