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CHAPTER FORTY-THREE

Penulis: MightyEagle-X
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EMMELINE

Darius won the hunting games today. Of course, he did.

Apparently, he had won it multiple times over the years, and from the way the other Alphas were gathered around, admiring the dead bear like it was some legendary trophy, you’d think he had just slain a god.

I exhaled slowly, watching him from a distance.

He was awesome, I had to admit. And not just because he had won the stupid hunting games… again. But because he had saved my life and I should probably be more than grateful.

I sighed, picking at a loose thread on my robe. If he had been even a second late, I would have been nothing more than bear food.

I shuddered, the image of that bear’s snarling face flashing in my mind. I didn’t want to think about it. It was like something out of a nightmare. A nightmare Darius had pulled me out of. My arrows barely did anything to that beast, and it was charging straight at me when Darius appeared with his gun and—boom—dropped it like it was nothing.

I glanced over at him agai
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