Nothing to the Alpha, Everything to His Wolf

I am still standing where the Alpha left me, blood drying on my lip, my shawl pulled up to my chin.
The hall stinks of fish and smoke, and not one soul asks if I am all right.
End of Chapter 2
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I am still standing where the Alpha left me, blood drying on my lip, my shawl pulled up to my chin.
The hall stinks of fish and smoke, and not one soul asks if I am all right.
End of Chapter 2
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