His Orphaned Mate With The Alpha Blood

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ction. Mentally, counting the heads present in th

as my turn to be included in a pack and the rest of my life depended on this final duel which was

day of judgment. Fifteen years ago, my parents and my pack were killed in combat and I became a rogue. The Alpha who killed them could ab

inger boy named Gerald who had arrived at Camp Rogue as an orphaned werewolf. Camp Rogue was made for werewolves to

warrior and based on my performance today, the authorities present c

an attack stance at the edge of the circle. Geral

feree star

nd not maim. If no winner at the end of two minutes, i

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s waiting for a window of opportunity to strike. I was not going to give him that. Instead, I backed a bit and pretended to go in for an attack. Ge

whistle

e. Won by Ale

flanked me but I w

re two more