After the call with Rachel, Allie stepped out of the room, phone tucked somewhere in her pillows. She put on a fake smile, trying to remain calm and composed. A storm was raging inside her, nerves gripping onto her as she trudged to the lawn. The omega noticed a large man entering into what looked like a ring drawn with the red mud in the middle of the lawn. Her interest piqued at that, and she huddled closer.

"What is this?" She asked to no one in particular.

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