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Cult of legend

Even Hades was impressed by his action. The growl in his throat wasn't just a warning. No, it was not the fact that he was touching her, there was something else that at the moment he did not know and it bothered him to the point of clenching his teeth.

The brown wolf released her hands and got up cautiously, not liking the intense silver gaze of the alpha who seemed to want to move at any moment and rip his throat in two.

He smirked and turned his attention to the she-wolf once he knew he would not be attacked.

-My queen come, everyone will be very happy to see you- he was going to take her by the arm but stopped in midair. Hades's hand had come to rest on Nebraska's hip, and his gaze was warning her again to keep her distance.

The omega for her part felt the atmosphere tense, and the reason for that was her. She liked to keep a low profile and having two wolves arguing with her person in the middle made her uncomfortable and in a bad way.

-L

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