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Chapter-12 Zane

What is this... scent?

Fresh blood, but it's different...

Shifter blood, belonging to a female no less.

The aroma drifted through the night air, teasing my senses with its enticing fragrance. A scent that stirred a ravenous hunger within me. This wasn't the typical mortal crimson that usually graced my palate.

No, this was something far more delectable.

Stealthily, I stalked through the Witch's forest, my footsteps like whispers against the damp earth. The shadows embraced me like an old companion, concealing my presence from the prying eyes of predators.

This was my domain, my hunting grounds, and the inky darkness served as my cloak.

The scent grew stronger with each step, beckoning me deeper into the woods.

Ah... shifters.

Those adorable little mutts.

A low chuckle rumbled in my chest.

These creatures, so proud and mighty, believed themselves above the food chain. Little did they know, their precious lifeblood was the ultimate delicacy, a rare vintage.

Like caviars are for mo
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