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Chapter 6 Dream

Penulis: Fabiana Y.
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2022-10-20 00:59:02
**Important note at the end**

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Damian P.o.v:

"Sybil Leek, are you going to tell Mia the truth?" I ask

"Yes I'm going to tell her but you guys can't stay here," she says. "They are following you but don't worry I have masked your scent from a mile away so they won't know where you guys went".

"But how did you know we were coming?" Austin Ask

"I'm a witch, remember?" she answers

"Tell Mia, I'm picking her up tomorrow, I don't want her going anywhere alone," I said

"Okay, that's a good idea," she says, "but please keep an eye on the people who surrounding you cause there is a spy in your pack"

"And why should I trust you?" Austin asks.

"I never told you that you should trust me" she answered.

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Sybil P.o.v:

"I never told you to trust me,'' I said.

"Ace, do you think we can trust her enough to leave Mia here" I hear Damian ask his wolf. Magic.

Let me introduce myself. My name is Sybil Leek and I was born on February 22, 1917, in England (A/N: Yes she is a real person, and if y
Fabiana Y.

hey lovely reader, Nothing that's in the story are real they are only my imagination. Sybil Leek is a real person but she is dead. I didn't know she was real until after I started writing this chapter. Remember to like, comment and share

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