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Chapter 70 Looking for me, little wolf?
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2025-09-02 13:55:18VALENTINA
I stared at him in a daze. So, Czer was his lycan?
“B-but how did your lycan reside in the depths of my soul?” I blinked, “Well, you're here as well!”
“How is this happening?” I muttered.
“What is this place?” He asked, his voice filled with curiosity as he looked around. “The place is beautiful.”
"It's a clearing in the depths of the dark forest; it's the blessed place for our lineage. Only allowed ones can enter the clearing." I mumbled, still drowned in thoughts.
The corner of his lips twitched as his eyes fixed on me. “So, am I allowed one?”
Shit! “I-I didn't mean that!" I said hurriedly. "Besides, you're not here in the real world; you're in the depths of my soul.”
“And I still don't know how,” I whispered to myself.
“You know, you've summoned us,” he said, his eyes watching me with a look I didn't u
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