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Dustin's POV Beta Roger waited for us at the border of his pack. He was expecting us and permitted the border guards for us to pass. Beta Roger didn't say much, but I had a feeling that it had to do with Nova being missing. The packhouse wasn't as big as ours at Silver Moonvally, but yet again, no pack had so many pack members as us. Once the SUVs were parked, Roger led us toward a private area for visitors. I stopped in the hallway when we started to pass photos of old Alphas, and my gaze got pinned on a photo which was saying Damien de Lusiva. I c****d my head aside, looking at the halfbreed wolf staring back at me. He was one of the reasons why we had a war in the first place. "Oh," mother said, stopping next to me and looking at the photo. A genuine smile played on her lips.