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Chapter 11

Xander

“Please everyone,” Aurora, her voice steady but infused with urgency, sought to calm the agitated crowd. "Mr. Xander discovered our existence two years ago when he traced my blood donation in the city. He figured out I was a werewolf but kept it secret from everyone, including the government. He's been compensating me for my blood bi-monthly donation for his research. And he's even willing to offer compensation for your blood."

An old widow, her eyes a peculiar blend of skepticism and keen interest, stepped forward. She brandished her old shotgun, its barrel ominously pointing towards Aurora and me. The wrinkles on her face deepened as she spoke, her voice a reflection of her financial desperation, "How much is he paying?"

"$5,000 for a pint," Aurora answered promptly.

The room erupted into a symphony of shocked murmurs. Some still thought it was a good price, a family could live on only $2,500 a month if they were frugal. Meanwhile, some of the younger people were thinking
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