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"The Elite Wolf Sentinels... someone is going to call the Alpha Council!" Magnus lets out a cold laugh that sounds like knives scraping together. "No one throws the Future Alpha King out of his own royal lodge." Noah chokes, his eyes bulging out of his head. Magnus uses his free hand to pull out his phone, typing fast before speaking into it. "Egon, get to the lobby right now. Drag Noah Tiedemann out of the territory. He is banned from every single piece of land owned by the Silverclaw Pack."

All the she-wolves seem to have a curvy body, a large bust, and the ideal buttock size, which makes me wonder why Connor chose an uncurvy and ordinary-looking human girl like me. Dalia, his sister, was a younger image of her mom; she looked 18, and also her husband, Beta Amir Grage, was considered the third leader of the pack. He had short, wavy brunette hair and eyes that make you think of the clear blue sky whenever you look at them. As I extend a hand to lastly shake Dalia. She spoke out angrily, "I can't pretend anymore, Mom, knowing Connor's stupid action is endangering our pack."

Malachi said. “I wasn’t always like this, Malachi. I used to be normal, but then I was chosen, and now I know things I shouldn’t know. Gustav Merrick always requires a signed contract,” Alex said, and walked toward the sliding doors of the patio. “And I’m 22.” He walked back to the table where Malachi had first seen him standing and picked up an envelope. He handed it to Malachi who tore it open and took out the typed contract and paged through it.

For now. **** LMCD22

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the woman murmured. Recently, her stomach seems to be hit by something. Every Fiona filled her with any food or drink, always regurgitated. Fiona only knew if her ulcer recurred, so she took some medicine to neutralize her stomach acid. However, everything is in vain. The female placed the pen next to the document. Her head has been dizzy since just now. Not because of thinking about some ongoing projects in the company, but rather because of something turbulent from within her. Fiona moved off the chair, headed for the bathroom, and spit out all her guts there.

She decided to sit for some time in front of the grave. "Minerva Moretti. 1972-2020. The best mother of the world." Myra touched that once. She sat there alone. She sent back Lily cause she wanted to have some time alone. "Hey, mama. I hope you are in the best place now. Away from pain and all. You are the best mom. I am your strong daughter mama."