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I could remember the plague that had decimated so many packs. I could remember vaguely the alpha that had led us from the city and deep into the woods. I remembered his face, seeing him barking orders and knowing that I trusted him completely.
But I can’t remember his name.
Or who he was to me.
But as I envisioned him, I felt great emotion, knowing that I had deep belief in him and mourned that I was no longer part of that pack. Though I couldn’t even remember what pack they were.
Dammit.
But things had changed slightly a few mornings ago.
The morning of declarations. I had fled the Hayden brothers and as I was running. The morning breeze fanning my cheeks and leaves still coated in early frost. I felt soft grass and moss under my feet as I’d run along the wall look
