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Xander I wasn't so happy when Sarah called to report a rogue wolf in town. After being away for nearly a year, I didn't need the stress, but reporting rogues was my policy. I could have sent anyone, but I was nearby, so I decided to check it out myself. I ran an asylum for rogues but strictly for runaway wolves. I eliminated criminals because they ended up being a handful, so I could understand why Sarah would call to report a rogue. I was to meet the rogue to know if she was a runaway or a criminal. I wasn't prepared for what I found. The moment we arrived at the dive, I felt it. It was like an electric jolt, a pull. I was so glad I had come, or I might have missed it. This was a rare occurrence, and it had finally happened to me. I told my friends immediately, and they were surpri