The week of revision went by slowly and torturous. Every exercise was intensified twice as hard, just to be sure that we were indeed ready.

My father told us that we would hear the plan today, and that was the only thing that kept me from losing my mind from all the pain. We would find out when we're scheduled to leave, how long we are expected to complete the mission, and so on.

Aiden and I quickly made our way to Father's office, anticipating the news we will receive. Everyone who didn't know about the mission were sent out of the house before the meeting started. This was confidential information that could only be shared with people we could trust. Imagine having such information falling into the wrong hands? Detrimental. 

Entering the room, we saw both Beta Phillip and our dad waiting with satisfied yet confident looks on their faces.

"My pups!" He beamed joyfully, causing us to groan as he embraced us in a warm hug.

Our father wasn't the affectionate type, but he loved his kids. He said we were the reason he was still sane after our mum died.

He told us the story of how she died a couple months after giving birth to us. Sometimes it hurt to live without a mother, but we never actually mourned her, since we didn't know her personally. We loved her though. She was described to be strong and loving. She was quite beautiful too, from the pictures I've seen.

She'll always be a part of us no matter what. 

Dad gestured for us to sit as we made our way across the table. Both of them had papers and documents neatly aligned across the table.

This is going to be a long meeting. 

"So as you know by now, you will go undercover in our neighbouring pack to carry out your mission" He started, suddenly serious, so we matched his demeanor.

"You will leave next week" Phillip stated nonchalantly, but I could see that he was excited for us.

Our seriousness was long gone as we fist bumped the air with whispered cheering. We were finally going on our mission.

quite a while. We were told that we were going undercover

compiling and strategizing their moves and skills to put them to proper use. Like a warrior supervisor. This was odd, given that we were basically fully

and will have to act like he doesn't while taking instructions from other non-Alpha blooded wolves. However, Father convinced him that he should focus on the main goal, which he seemed content

only be 'supervising', so I protested. Luckily after much bickering, we came

was exactly what we needed to get the information

complete our mission, since that's

informed that a new Alpha had taken over. The old Alpha that took our pack died two years ago

yet, so the Beta was in charge for those two years until

will be willing to make alliances with other packs, no matter their history" Father said with a conniving look on his

but he was easy to convince" He continued. "Since everything is new to him, it will

it was that

our pack knew that our dad was building up the pack to be strong. To

in the werewolf community, but not often. Alpha's respected each other and their property, but you do

themselves, which they normally do when a pack was at its most vulnerable state. In our case, losing a Luna. After mom died, dad

than an advantage. To some this might seem ruthless, but so were they when they did it

with his timing, he

he said while we nodded, having heard them every day for

you guys prefer to have a

"Yes"

was weird, because every

tried to explain

now. What if someone recognizes our scents huh? Remember that we're Alpha bloods so our scents would be too obvious. Not to mention the scent of the pack that I'm sure they still know. Plus, our striking resemblance to mom...They wouldn't know we're there on a mission. What if they

suspicious that the Alpha's kids are the chief warriors. By far, they believe we're the strongest

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