THE HOWL OF BROKEN WOLF
Torches burned along the walls. The flames tremble by the wind. Guillermo de Guzman, the Alpha of the White Stone Pack, stood at the center. I knew him, he is the father of Richard de Guzman. The Alpha of the White Stone Pack, the oldest surviving Alpha of the west. That's what Richard says as what I remember. As I was staring at him, his age weighed heavily on his shoulders, yet his spine remained straight, his white hair tied back like a warrior who refused to bow to time. His eyes pale, sharp, merciless, glinted like frozen steel beneath the moon. But I hope he will not say anything about me, and about my fight with Stella. Marvin did not know about it. And tonight, he'd face us, but it seems the meet up is not in good condition. Because they did not let us enter their home, we
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