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The Wolves Who Watch

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-22 19:32:36

The hallway felt longer this time.

Amara walked beside Lucian, trying not to show how strange everything felt. Every step made her hyper-aware of the people around them.

Or rather…

The wolves.

She could feel their eyes on her.

Everywhere.

Watching.

Judging.

Some curious.

Some hostile.

It made the back of her neck itch.

“How many of them are there?” she muttered.

Lucian didn’t look at her.

“Enough.”

“That’s not an answer.”

“It’s the only one you’re getting.”

She rolled her eyes.

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