Mask the Alpha's Mark

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Hazal looked around herself. They had stampeded inside the sacred sanctuary,the burial site of the Alphas, during their scramble. A couple of the earliest Alphas rested under that bit of Lunar soil. The land was marked off as sacred and called a sanctuary because unlike earth, the dead Alphas sleeping eternally under the Lunar soil, still manifested their powers from time to time. It was not arbitrary or random. It resonated when they sensed the presence of another Alpha in their perimeters. Specifically if the Alpha was in a dire need or prayed to them for help. Blaze being hit with the Alpha's mark could only mean one thing. That Fredrick was an Alpha since Hazal and he were the only wolves in the vicinity. And whoever would dream of Hazal, being Alpha. She herself was deprived o

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