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7: Alpha Raguel

Author: Miss Kim
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-04-30 06:23:49

I backed away, stammering apologies, but my spine hit the cold brick of the dead-end alley.

“I—I’m sorry,” I stammered, backing away. “I was just leaving. I didn’t see anything.”

The three of them moved with that same terrifying grace. The boy they had been torturing didn’t hesitate. The moment their attention shifted to me, he scrambled to his feet and vanished into the shadows of the main street without looking back.

I was alone.

“How do you know about werewolves?” the leader asked.

They spre
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