Twelve

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(Sky's POV) "I need you to place your glasses on your face now, so we can enter the pack land." Ty tells me, about fifty feet from the pack. He wouldn't tell me what pack we are in, but from the directions I feel like it's the royal pack. Why would the royal pack need the council's help though? Why would Ty not tell me they were who we are helping? Maybe I am just mistaken. I place my glasses on my face, making my eyes the ugly poop brown again. I hate hiding myself, but Ty thinks it is necessary. I nodded my head, letting him know I was ready to continue to the pack. "Halt. State your bussiness." A pack guard says as we reach the boarders. Ty always tells me not to speak to any guards, they are always confused by women. Though I think most packs are just sexist and that is why they dis

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