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The night of the attack bore on as long and strenuous on the pack, along with Varick’s followers. They checked every home and establishment throughout the town to ensure safety. Warren started to check for the school when one of his pack soldiers assured him that he’d already been through the route and saw no signs of forced entry. Nevertheless, regardless of this, both Warren and Crescenda telepathically communicated to one another that they would go to check on Kazmiyah once the smoke cleared and everyone returned to their proper post. For the most part, the pack-both Warren's and Crescenda’s had returned to their human form, some deciding that they’d go hunting after the pack huddle. “What are your orders, Alpha?” Baz inquired of Warren, acknowledging Crescenda as well.