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Rafael walked straight towards the packhouse. A few early wakers coming out of the packhouse stopped him. At first, they thought Rafael to be a rogue wolf, but his aura was too strong for that. Also, he beamed of power and confidence. The pearlmoon wolves took a fighting stride but were calculating their odds when they heard a loud growl of their alpha. "Alpha Rafael, you are early and at the wrong place," Connor spoke as he walked towards him. The other wolves surrounding Rafael left them after nodding to Connor. "I am where I should be." Rafael let out an angry growl himself. "Calm down. I just got out from war, and we are still healing. I am not here to pick a fight with you." Connor raised his hand of friendship. Rafael was not sure if it was too soon. He weighed something on his