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The triumvirate or Tri for short is the single most feared pack in history, with an alpha system consisting of only pure blood. They were unstoppable and therefore respected.

I was never good with authority, one of my horrible flaws... see, I am a rogue. In every aspect of the word.

I sighed and trudged up to the line marking the boundary of the Tri's territory. Taking deep breaths and no doubt shaking I stepped over the line then stood, eyes closed.... waiting.

Alright it's not like I expected them to come pummeling into me and rip me to pieces...okay I did but that's not the point.

"Nothing is happening."  Celeste whispered.

"I can see that." I mumbled.

I wiggled my toes to make sure I'm still alive, maybe it was so quick I didn't even notice. They weren't called the Death Squad for nothing.

Their motto was probably tear apart now regret not asking questions later, over beer and moon shaped cookies.

Yum.

I'm real sorry sarcasm is a defense mechanism for me.

I finally opened my eyes. Looking around slowly, I took in my surroundings, kicking my foot and looking down to ensure I wasn't transparent, or floating.

I'm not dead.

Great.

Now step two, continue to not die. And get baby home while I'm at it.