Trying To Relax At A Party

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|ADELINE’S POV| The elite base was something. Rowan took me to the basement where newbies could take their weapons. When I asked him what was his weapon, he said nothing. That he preferred to fight with his bare hands. That was scary cool. I brought snacks for the team, and the alphas were super friendly. That likely could have been because Rowan was with me. And by now, the whole pack had probably heard of Damien’s outburst. They would start throwing me pitied gaze, or saying stuff like I deserved it. I’m still human, I’m not one of them. I shut those doors down, Rowan showed me the long line of weapons. I don’t think I can use any of these. Like guns, axes... they were shifters.. why did they need weapons? I didn’t want to voice this question so I wouldn’t seem stupid. I selected

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