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with fewer wrinkles around his eyes as compared to other wolves of his age, tall, well—built torso and pale yet shining skin. Sable brown eyes looking everywhere cautiously and the dead corpse of the rogues lying all around him blanketed with their blood. "Look briefly, I did hear soft muffles. I am sure there is someone there. I can sense something around. "… He spoke cleaning the blade of his sword by rubbing it on the body of a dead rogue whilst bending down. Indeed, he was worth to be an alpha not only because of his looks but also because of his seducing skills.
Anyway, he slowly yet with heavy steps walked ahead in the west direction, "Ryley! Ryley!!!"… Calling the name continuously. He jumped over the uprooted tree and stepped on the other side of it with a small sigh. His charcoal black hairs fell in front of his eyes making him look more handsome.
"Yes dad!"… And suddenly, there from his front, a guy, with similar Sable brown eyes and look alike features hopped out from within the bushes with a sword in his hand as well. Just the difference between him and the alpha was that, he was the younger version of his father. A perfect replica.
"Uhh pardon, I mean, Alpha Hercules."… Ryley, the Alpha's hot son, winked at his father with a stuck out tongue.
"If I am not wrong then we are here for a purpose, aren't we?"… Alpha Hercules questioned with a sly smile entertaining his pink lips.
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