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NICK
Dallas had been completely right about his pack waiting for us. As soon as his car pulled close to the three houses, the door to one burst open and people erupted from it. It wasn't as overwhelming as I had been anticipating. I remembered Dallas saying his pack was small, but I had no gauge for what that actually looked like. Was one hundred people small or large? In this case, Dallas could have said tiny and my guess would have still been over the mark. My family was ten times larger than their pack, if not larger. There were six adults, and one of them was holding a child. I vaguely recognized some of them from Dallas's pictures, but I had no idea who was who. The dark, scary looking guy in the back with a scar running over half his face must be his alpha.
I'd grown up in a de
