[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] SUV – Cary, IL 
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I smile softly, watching Nic even after he spoke about wanting to help. [color=#DB7093]”Just paying your respects is more than enough,”[/color] I assure him. He had enough he had to worry about when it came to his family and his work. Sometimes, my task had me travelling over the world to find who I needed to. [color=#DB7093]”But if you really want to do more than that, I’ll let you know when I need to speak to the living.”[/color]

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#B0C4DE]Avery Zain[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#B0C4DE]Location:[/color][/b] Staff House - Caden’s Property – Chicago, IL 
[b][color=#B0C4DE]Skills:[/color][/b] 
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I pull up outside the Chicago werewolves' compound. Two wolves mingle outside the gates and eye the car suspiciously. I look at Caden.

[color=#B0C4DE]”We could still drive away. I don’t need to be here for this.”[/color]

Caden checks his phone before slipping it into his inside jacket pocket. He looks at me and pats my leg. [color=#006400]”Go to your happy place, Zain. We have to play nice,”[/color] Caden says and gets out of the vehicle before I can protest.

I sit in the car for half a second more, grumbling before I get out. I pull off my sunglasses and tuck them into my shirt. I left the first four buttons undone, revealing toned muscle underneath. I had a rather loose view when it came to nudity. I didn’t mind it, nor did I mind showing off.

I walk around the car, locking it and slipping the keys into my pocket. I stand half a step behind Caden. The pair of us matched each other well and presented quite a striking united front. Caden looks back at me before he walks forward and through the gate. The wolves guarding the place don’t even stop us.

We walk inside, and I scrunch my nose up to block the stench. Seriously, why do these people insist on living like this? Caden is the picture of calm and ease, though, and I try to match him — even though my eyes keep darting around the place, looking for exits and things to use in case a fight breaks out.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Aston Martin —> Chicago Werewolf Pack Compound  – Chicago, IL
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Not many things in this life bother me, and if something does, I don’t let it show. Allowing weakness to show gives a way for others to exploit you, and being the head of my family — and a de facto wolf pack — I couldn’t let anything affect me.

I walk into the pack’s den, looking around casually. [color=#006400]”We’re here to see Levi,”[/color] I announce to the wolf who greets us in the entryway. Near the back of the house, I see familiar faces from last night. I nod to the trio before Avery, and I are led to a room on the right side of the house. Levi is sitting in a chair with a female, barely dressed, sitting on his desk. I give the woman a once over, feigning appreciation when really all I feel is disgust at this display.

[color=#006400]”Levi, I see your trio of brutes are healing well.”[/color]

“Caden, I see you brought the pup. Good.”

Avery tenses behind me and I shift my weight ever so slightly to stand closer to him. My nearness calms Avery, and I continue my little game with Levi.

[color=#006400]”Yes, well, I was under the impression you and your pack felt slighted by his behaviour, and so we are here to make amends,”[/color] I say, opening my arms wide in servility.