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Noah Time and time again, I kept telling myself that I could fix things. That being a leader came with the responsibility of taking care of everyone, that I had to do it on my own. But when my brother came through the door riddled with bullet holes, bleeding out in front of me, I was hit with the realization I was failing him and everyone else who relied on me. As the Lycan King, it was my job to protect those who couldn’t be protected. Yes, I had gone out on the occasional scouting with my brother, but I should have been there with him last night. Instead, I let Sydney cloud my mind and my judgment and let my brother go with eight other men who all died. Lawson should have died and that thought hit harder than anything. It took Lawson longer to heal than usual, which didn’t surprise m