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CHAPTER HUNDRED AND FORTY EIGHT.

Author: Pen- Thinker
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ERETRIA

I rode the horse far into the woods beyond that old house of the chief of wolves. I had previously agreed to rendezvous with my Trump card outside the pack but since that was not going to happen then it meant he was probably going to come looking for me at the place where I and him met last and crafted the last plan.

I turned east, keeping myself hidden in the forest and vegetation but the capital city of the pack has little forests so the grass and trees kept thinning out until there we barely anything left.

I ditched the horse and covered my face with a cloak, navigating through the city quietly. The essence I had stolen was weaning and I was losing my face. But they wasn’t the worst part of it. The bad thing about my magic growing unstable, was the tremors and they were coming slowly.

I docked behind a big house with an alley at the back fence. I leaned against the wall, breathing fast. My gripped my arm holding it down so it could stop trembling so much. It didn’t stop
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  • Mated to my Bully    CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY ONE

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  • Mated to my Bully    CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY

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  • Mated to my Bully    CHAPTER HUNDRED AND FORTY NINE.

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  • Mated to my Bully    CHAPTER HUNDRED AND FORTY EIGHT.

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  • Mated to my Bully    CHAPTER HUNDRED AND FORTY SEVEN.

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