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Freddie’s POV When I get to the packhouse everyone is moving around getting ready to go to work, go to school, eat breakfast and go on patrols at the territory border. I head straight to my office to get started on my day. I walk in and leave my door open for others to come in as they please, then take a seat behind my desk. I go through files and get some new files out to get started today with all the new pack members that need assistance. Pack members helped them find temporary housing yesterday when we got back, and were told to come find me in the next couple of days for help with whatever they needed. It wasn’t long before my office was the center of attention in the packhouse with the new members. I helped half of the new members with questions they had and got almost