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Damian. Days seemed to pass since Alokaye, the elder, visited my pack. Things were becoming strange around the surrounding communities, and I couldn’t help but wonder if war was upon the horizon. Ivy had stirred the metaphorical black pot, and with the help of my brothers and her mother, they could keep her fed to prevent her going all out psycho. The day I told her about my secret, I had expected her to return with more concern than she had, but it was a lot to ask of, I suppose, considering she wasn’t as close to me as she was with the others. Watching her now, I saw how happy and carefree she was with my brothers and some of the other pack members. I had been hesitant about the baby shower when her mother suggested it, but it turned out to be beneficial. Maybe there was hope for t