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Preface
Jacob Black never wanted to be the leader. He never wanted to be the one people looked to. He didn’t want to be a shifter, a protector. But he learned a long time ago that fate will make you do things you don’t want to do.
Standing across the battlefield, facing almost certain death Jacob realized there was no other place he would rather be. No other people he would rather stand with. His brothers, his sister, his pack. He would die today he was sure of it, but he would protect as many of them that he could.
He knew this would not be the fall of the shifters of La Push, it was the rise. They stood across a soon to be bloody battle field, with their heads held high, and a rolling growl held in each of their throats.
He could smell the fear of his opponents, good they should be afraid, because Jacob Black the Alpha of Alpha’s is coming for them. And he won’t stop until he is sure his pack will survive.
And they would even when it killed him.