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Chapter 33
Dalton's POV The patrol wolf who was once in the Alpha's office was now standing right next to Alpha Ron in the morgue. Mr Fisher, the morgue attendant, lifted the transparent leather covering the fresh bodies. "Here they are", he said, dusting off his hands. We all shuffled closer to the bodies, but the patrol wolf stood aside having gotten enough look at them in the forest. The first was a woman, probably in her mid thirties while the second was a young man, roughly my age. I shut my eyes tightly, too ashamed to look. I had cut their lives short due to my actions, the young man's eyes were still open, no one had really bothered to shut them. His eyes were a vibrant emerald, now lifeless as they stared eerily up, unmoving. Luna, Olive, reached out and brought his eyelids down, sh
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