The Last Pack

The Last Pack

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My name is Ryder White, and I am the last alpha. My pack, The Starlight Pack does not have many members. 16 at the most, we are the last one's.... Or so we thought. My luna, kids and I are very endangered. The hunters have killed off so many packs that as of today we are the only ones left. until a rouge journeys through our land. She states she is from the Night paw pack but we have never heard of them. So we send her off to go get her clan. And she comes back with a shocking surprise. Authors note: "My story pages will be short but thats because not every page will be a new chapter. Every three pages is one chapter. So enjoy and I hope you like my book." All rights reserved. NO COPY RIGHT.
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