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Ryder's POV "My nephew and Alpha Lawson stand before me, their presence a testament to their ignorance. They've come for reasons that elude me. Did they genuinely believe we would neglect our wounded warriors or fail to shield them from their own? Do they not grasp our strength and status as one of the most formidable packs in this region? We are hybrids, conduits of magic. What could they have possibly envisioned? Did they think they could march into our domain and obliterate us? "What do you want, Noah, and why are you here, Lawson? Your little vampire friend did not do his job. If you think you can defeat us just because we were not here, then you are making the biggest mistake of your life. As you can see my Luna and I have returned in time to save our pack. I must admit that your pl