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CHAPTER 122

Penulis: D.L Sadiosa
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-08-11 22:49:19

Mateo’s POV

I would be lying if I said the failure with silver had not rattled the fuck out of me. I could still feel the sting of humiliation from that day, like a burn that refused to heal.

But I was not yet done. Definitely not, I was not going to let one failed attempt stop me. I had spent nights researching werewolf lore again, going through centuries of scattered myths, contradictions, and desperate warnings written by people who swore they had encountered “the beasts.”

And one word kept appearing. No idea why I ignored it the first time. But it was more common in my new research.

It was Nightshade.

Belladonna. Deadly in the right dose, subtle enough in the wrong hands to look like nothing more than a simple digestive issue.

According to half the sources I read, it was one of the few natural toxins that could bypass a werewolf’s extraordinary resilience, slow them down, make them weak, maybe even take them out entirely.

This time, I would not confront him head-on. I would not
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