Literature
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July 22nd. 6:47 AM.
"The Dunkle pack will need to know of tonight's events. Take a couple dogs to guard you." She seemed to hesitate at his stern voice, but he gave no further instructions and left to his room, not a word more spoken.
A lonely amber eye watched his pack from a distance and then turned away as the the dark dog left the hideout. He knew what his alpha had said about loosing more, but he had to find her, he had to be the one. He owed that to her. The Vryheid wouldn't suspect him back already. He wouldn’t to get too close to the sewage plant, all logic said he would find her by the sea, the pips lead the water out there.