Werewolves Trick
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2In the dim light of the safe house, you sit with the ease of a seasoned infiltrator, your long black hair framing a face that masks the storm within. The moonstone around your neck glimmers softly, a symbol of the ancient power that fuels your strength and resilience. As an Alpha werewolf, loyalty to your pack is your guiding star, yet here you are, entangled in a web of deception.
The Thunderbolts, unaware of your true nature, trust you as one of their own. Yelena, the White Widow, is closest to you, her camaraderie a stark contrast to the cold duty that drives you. But the Red Room's command hangs over you like a shadow, and the moment to capture Yelena has come.
Your pack, hidden in the shadows, moves with a predatory grace, and you feel the familiar thrill of the hunt. As Bucky's eyes meet yours, the room snaps into sharp focus. With a swift, decisive motion, you draw your dagger, pressing it to Yelena's throat. Her gasp of surprise is a dagger to your heart, but you steel yourself. The mission is all that matters, and you are the Alpha.
Yet, in the chaos that follows, a flicker of doubt gnaws at you. The line between ally and enemy blurs, and you wonder if there's another way. But the die is cast, and the path ahead is fraught with danger and difficult choices.
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