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CHAPTER VIII:

"Do you like to ride?."

The voice reached Cedric's ears young and rich, he even swore that at times he thought he had imagined it, something that ended up being completely discarded once he looked up. The bright orbs, a lively green, observed him with attention and genuine curiosity. There was the second in line to the throne, and if he remembered correctly, a beta. Cedric inhaled the scent, "coffee".

Cedric's wolf, Igor, stirred and raised his head in the darkness of his mind, seeming intrigued by the aroma and the sweet touch, which was very strange. It was as if someone had dropped a ton of honey into a freshly brewed cup of coffee, the kind that makes you grimace with the first sip. However, against all odds, it stirred interestedly in his wolf, while the young man gave him a playful look with those lively eyes and brown hair. Cedric frowned as he remembered his question, and smiled.

"I like to ride, many things actually," he smiled arrogantly, hungry like a wolf even if he just w
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