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Chapter 97 - The Beginning

Whiskey.

He didn’t say her name, but I could take a good guess as to who he was talking about. Fucking Zelena. It doesn’t take much to make me angry, it never has. But I have always been able to maintain a firm grip on my anger. Showing any kind of emotion, even considering letting my anger explode, would have resulted in punishment. Learning to control myself happened very quickly in life. Hearing this dog's words, his dying jesting, his attempt at angering me, it worked a treat. My skin turned icy cold with the fury that rolled through me. This pathetic mutt thinks that she is better than me. ME! He is crazy, he must have lost too much blood, it’s made him delusional. There is no one equal to me. No one even comes close. I am the best killer this world has ever seen. I am an unstoppable force. I am the god-damn merchant of death. I will rip that fucking bitch to pieces, along with every other fucking dog in this pack. And every pack, all over the world. I WILL END THE WEREWOLF SPEC
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