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Chapter Seventeen: The Enemy Within

Author: Otiss
last update publish date: 2026-09-03 00:07:53
Gerbrano

“There's an experimental drug going around being tested on young pups now, but so far the only thing we know for sure is that it is linked to Rex’s pack.”

“Do we have any news from there?”

“Yes. Tracy has gone even wilder now. Some years back she intentionally pushed a statue and fell by herself but blamed it on Alexia, then faked a miscarriage for a pregnancy that never existed.”

“How does that information make her wild now?”

“She has been selling young pups information to th
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