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storm. Thunder rattled the window

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the dress t

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er, the old Alpha Glover, look

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, the Glover Pack breaks the

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in, the room

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to the microphone, his voice

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just an Alpha Aura. It was heavier, ancient,

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t. The Ly

crowd. He didn't look at the

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one, lightning, cedar, and something uniquely him . It

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ing pressure vanished for me, repl

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arks-literal, blue sparks-danced across ou

ambled off

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him. He offe

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urned to face the st

fied, and jealous all at once

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voice ringing clear and strong, "re

hat followed