"We march at sunrise."

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Samuel’s P.O.V My surroundings were forgotten. All I could see was red and the fear in my target’s eyes. Until I heard Rosy’s thoughts ringing loudly in my head. “It’s not worth it,” she thought to me. Making me second guess my actions and try to think things through. “He’s not worth it,” she repeated. All the while approaching me carefully from behind. I paused right there, still not letting go of my hold over Brooke. He had driven me up the wall with anger, one too many times. Letting go wouldn’t be that easy. It just couldn’t be. When he started whimpering and struggling to breathe, the warm brown wolf in his pack called Mandlyn joined in on Rosy’s pleas. “I know he’s an i***t and one hell of a difficult being to be around,” she thought out to me. “But she’s right. What

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