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I am not made of iron

Caesar opened the door and came out an hour later. His countenance wore a cold and pale expression while his brow was painfully furrowed. He cleaned his hands with a handkerchief, which, as much as he wanted to hide it in the robe he was wearing, those present managed to see a few drops of blood.

Sara, Siran, Leoxi and finally Nebraska approached him.

-How is he?- Sara let go of her husband's arm and Caesar looked at her.

-How is he?- Nebraska repeated the question.

She was serious and her voice came out so straight that others thought she didn't feel anything, but inside she was just trying to hold her ground. If she fell apart, being the only one at the top of the pack, they would be very vulnerable.

-Queen- Caesar  made her a formal bow- I have no good news- she closed her eyes and then opened them calmly, her hands began to hurt from being tight- The alpha's condition is very delicate. The poison in his body is ext

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