The Undead Alpha
“This book that you are holding in your hand, that is not a normal book, but you know that already. I am just surprised to think that it came into the possession of a werewolf.”
Freyge only shrugged his shoulders, he didn't know what else to say. Meanwhile, Calhoun glanced through the pages, looking for something specific and his fingers stopped on a page.
There was a distinct gleam in his eyes and he immediately asked Fryege, “could you please get me a glass of water?”
Like an obedient student, he ran upstairs and hastily filled water in a glass and ran downstairs near the mage again.
“You can read it?”
“This book is written by the Ancient One, my master. He taught me some of the language u
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