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Chapter thirty seven: Day three.

The savage howlers pack tried to make a fool out of her, messing with her cubs.

Elsa had no word in her dictionary that was synonym to letting go.

If you were to do her a favour, she'd have to repay you with a hundred more.

It was a rule.

Surprisingly the task for the day was something that has never happened before.

It was a quiz.

"The quiz compromises of just three participants and also one person from each pack who would be responsible for the pick. Please proceed to the stage for now." Luna Rain announced.

"I can hear my name?" Rafael whistled. Throwing a smug look at Alan. "The dumb ones should stay behind."

The black haired blondie snarled threateningly in response.

"Stephen, you are with us. Logan you do the picking." Dahlia ordered.

"But I have—bad luck." Logan sulked.

"We need your bad luck." Dahlia smiled not so sincerely.

The four advanced to the stage. Neatly lined up with the others.

Above the stage was another platform. There is a big, transparent bowl full of index
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