A Traitor

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TYLER'S P.O.V. I looked around, my eyes squinting as I took in the rather grotesque looking environment. I couldn't believe these bastatds were the ones who had kept us on our toes. They are rogues for a reason. A lesser wolf than even the lowest of omegas. I turned away, my fingers tapping on my thigh. It is because Vincent is a weak vastard who does nothing but reminds me of the circumstances around my birth. If I were alpha, I would have eliminated this place and brought back the head of Duncan for everyone to see. I rolled my eyes. Because of him, I am here, in the middle of the night, waiting for Duncan to meet me at his own discretion. It was an insult to my blood, but losing Jordan to Vincent was an even bigger insult. Vincent would forever reckon me to be beneath him. I still h

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