Chapter 68 sixty eight

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RAFAEL 

The Pack house's meeting room is like a courtroom as I stepped inside, the heavy doors swinging shut behind me. Four elders. Four clans. Four headaches waiting to happen. 

Silence. Not even a sound was heard. Four eyes turned to me. Each eyes, held a glint of respect. Fear...

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