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Damian’s POV We analyzed the information we had gathered, piecing together the rogue group's motivations and potential future targets. It was essential that we stayed one step ahead, anticipating their moves and taking proactive measures to safeguard our pack. I stood in the throne hall, surrounded by my wolf generals, the remnants of battle still lingering in the air. The room was tense, filled with a mix of adrenaline and uncertainty. We had a bittersweet victory. Now, we had to decide on our next steps, both in terms of capturing any remaining enemies and establishing the punishment for their actions. My gaze swept across the room, taking in the hardened faces of my loyal generals. These were the warriors who had fought by my side, who had shed blood for our pack. They were