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ROWAN
“Don't growl at me,” I say with a lazy drawl. “It doesn't do shit.”
“Cool it, Sven,” fun tells him before turning to me. “Can you explain what you mean by that?”
“I am saying, you packs are not the saints you claim to be. Honorable, just, fair.”
“Yo-”
“Many, and by many, I mean most if not all of us here, in this coalition are all victims of your packs.”
“How dare you?!” Sven snaps as he rises to his feet. “How dare you disparage the packs. We are noble. Honorable. Not some fou-”
“You do realize,” Lisa cuts him off. “My dear Alpha, that rogues didn't become evil or twisted when they were outside the pack. They became that way inside it. It makes you wonder, what would cause a noble, honorable wolf to descend that far, doesn't it?”
