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49. Carnival.

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OLENA

What was I even thinking? I shouldn’t be thinking like this. I need to stay positive. Maybe it’s just decoration. Maybe my father isn’t dead. He can’t be. He looked fine before I left, strong and healthy. Not even a sign of sickness. Just maybe… though even that felt like a lie.

We stepped into the hall, already packed with rich people. The air shifted as it smelled with their expensive perfumes, women with their gowns and the men with their gowns and jewelries.

"Am I seeing vision or is that the Lycan King?" someone whispered with a stunned laugh.

Gasps rippled through the crowd like a wave.

"Shh! Do you want to get your head chopped off?" someone else hissed.

"He looks so chiselled," another said in awe.

The tension rose. A few bold men stepped forward, trying to greet Abraham, but the guards weren’t having it. They shoved them back with firm hands and cold eyes.

“Stay back,” one of the guards growled, expression hard as stone.

As Abraham came to a stop and scanned the room,
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