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... ealry morning air of the forest, now smelt faintly of ozone and something clean, a scent I realized must be my own wolf, Freya, was a total opposite to the heat of the bloody massacre I’d caused. I had run. Not back to the Pack house, not to Dawn, but deeper into the woods until the metallic stench of the dead rogues was a far away from memory. I cleaned the blood off my skin with damp leaves and dirt, which was frantic and clumsy, before finally sneaking back into my quarters just before dawn. ...
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