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Missing
Mason’s POV It’s Monday morning after the spring carnival and I just finished eating breakfast. Kay and Isla have already left for school. My classes start later than theirs do so I always walk to and from school alone. I grab my backpack and head out the door of the packhouse. I put my headphones in and start my music as I walk towards the school. It was a quiet and gloomy morning because of the cloud cover and was a little cool too. I had on a light jacket to keep the wind from cutting right through me when it blew. I was thinner than most boys my age. I didn’t have a lot of muscle mass like most werewolf teenagers. I think it might have something to do with the fact that I didn’t participate in combat skills and weightlifting. As I walked, out of nowhere I felt a strong h
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