Hitting Rock Bottom

Anger. Distress. Sadness. Vengeful. A dangerous combination of emotions. I couldn't even fathom it. My pack, my family, how could anyone do this and sleep soundly that night? The bastard didn't even want our territory, he was just blood thirsty and my pack was his for the taking.

Most of the houses had been damaged, some practically a pile of rubble. But what scared me the most was that he murdered all 2,000 pack members bar me and 5 others.

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