Jason

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The smell of blood, silver and wolf's-bane stung our noses, the team I had made apologized for ruining the door, they just were kind of running Jason up to the Alpha and literally ran through the door. "That's traditional enough I guess...going through the door." I said walking over to Jason, "ahh...yes i see some horrible cuts I can not heal, they have been made by what? A wolf's-bane whip?" Jason nodded, the three put him in the chair I was sitting in. Jason looked horrible, healing bruises, open cuts, scaring from silver chains and a collar, his clothes had been torn off him and he had what looked like torn pants just barely covering him, but he could talk. "Get him some water," I said as I put my hands over his open wounds and started healing them the best I could, they would be scar

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