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A Friend in Need
[Bellamy] -Thursday early afternoon- I marched through the pack house toward the guest quarters. Stanton had gone out for the bear version of a run, I guess you would call it a ramble, yesterday and gone straight to his room when he got home. I’d just heard from one of the omegas that he had skipped breakfast and lunch today, I was betting that he’d skipped dinner the night before. In training this morning, Jean-Claude had beaten him in a match. That shouldn’t have happened. Jean-Claude was still pretty far off from being able to beat Stanton. When I reached his door, I listened outside of it for a bit. There was some clicking like he was typing something, but no other sounds. I wondered if he had slept at all. I knocked on his door and waited for it to open. When it did, he looked
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