Ezekhiel
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I stared at the young werewolf, in poor health, locked behind a transparent barrier in the doctor's office.
"What's wrong with him?" I asked confused.
"He has been separated from the alpha for too long, and he has been treated too badly by his captors. His body has weakened and if we don't find him a powerful and strong alpha, the boy will die," the doctor explained, walking up to me and looking sadly at the young wolf writhing in pain.