Dago Shrane

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Dawson               “Are you shitting me?” I spat into my phone, pacing my office. I was agitated. None of my patrols had found anything amiss on our borders, which, for some reason, left me feeling even more anxious and unnerved than before. Gaia had been eighteen for two days now. Somewhere, there was a wolf that was looking for my Luna. Some unknown wolf had crossed into my lands just moments before she had hit maturity. And then, had not returned since. I wish he would just show up so I could rip his throat out and be done with it.               Maybe he’s already dead. Somehow, I had trouble accepting that solution.               “No sir. James Global Marketing is struggling, hard. I’d be surprised if they survived the year.” I rolled my eyes in exasperation. I had first made con

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