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Olive's POV It took two days before Alpha Dave returned to Bluemoon with the merchant in tow. A short, burly man who resembled an adult teddy bear. He had the most innocent and confused expression on his face when we came to greet them. The merchant, whom I later found out to be Rowling, has been to countless packs and various places across the world. Over the years, he had built up an unbeatable reputation. In the adult teddy's head, a volume of information laid carefully stacked in there. He had connections in every pack, connections that could come in handy for us. We settled down after the unnecessary formalities reached their end. Ron leaned forward, his hands tightly clasped. "You were the merchant who informed your Alpha of the rumors surrounding the former Alpha's death?"