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... was gone. There was the sound of wolves snarling and snapping at each other. I had never seen either of these wolves before, but I definitely recognized the scent of the second wolf that had arrived. It was the Alpha. Oh Goddess, what is he doing here? I thought. But then I noticed that he seemed to be attacking the wolf that attacked me. So, either he didn't send that wolf and wasn't mad at me, or he wanted to deal with me himself.


I was stunned for a moment. And hypnotized. Watch ...

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