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CHAPTER 12: ORVAX

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MENODORA’S POV

“The sun is setting, we need to get going before night falls," Orvax says, ignoring my indignation.

“Whatever…hmph" At that point, I realize I'm acting like a kid, but I really don't care.

“This journey is better embarked on in our wolf forms, you'd tire out faster if we run in our human form."

I don't know what makes me more angry, the way I react to him or the way I cannot get a single reaction out of him no matter what I do.

After shifting, we start to run. We run so much to t
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