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Diane's POV “Sometimes, I wish I could just leave the pack and never return.” Lydia confessed with a small frown as she wiped the shiny surface of the cooker. “Why don't you just do that?” I ask curiously, meeting her gaze. She shook her head with a sad smile. “I cannot even do that because it would be worse,” She started. “I would be branded as a rogue and cut off from the pack. Even then, my life would be constantly in danger because it is not even safe out there. Most packs have their hatred for rogues uncommon and are constantly hunting them down to use as slaves or to just kill them.” She exclaimed looking unfazed by her own words. “How are you so sure of that?” I questioned in return. “That is simply how the werewolf kingdom is, people fear rogues because they consider them