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CHAPTER SEVEN - NOSTALGIA

THE LYCAN CITY

VALERIE

The drive to the old mans little shack was longer than I had expected. The drivers radio played old country music and he hummed along. I folded my arms to cover my tits and found myself glancing back through the glass window. The thought of rather giant wolf galloping after the old truck was horrifying enough.

A few men walked by, spying the car as we drove by so I lowered my head to avoid being recognised by a Hunter. As long as the bounty stood, Hunters would always tracking me. If I wanted to live the best way was to avoid being seen altogether.

The Hunters riffle was tucked beside his seat, in the worst case I could defend myself with the gun that’s if I even knew how to use it. The truck driver glanced at the bruises on my face on body. I avoided his eyes, keeping my focus on the road ahead. The Lycan city was much gloomier than I had expected, though we were only in the outskirts.

The calm and quiet seemed too in unreal, like I was in that moment right bef
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