The HoodedHound pack
Third person POV If it wasn't for the big group of angry weres walking through the forest, it would be a warm, peaceful, and calm place. They moved with determination, ready for anything. The pack they are headed for has no idea what is coming for them, but they soon will. "Get ready, we are close," Shane states, anger seeping from his every pore. If they weren't all angry too, it would be suffocating. He is absolutely fuming but also mad at himself for not being there for his mate and pup when they needed him most. He has Paulas hand in his as he isn't ready to let her go just yet. He's never been so scared in all his life seeing her laid in a pool of her own blood, unresponsive, and on deaths door. But his heart tore in two when he realised his son was missing. His boy was gone. He's
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