Spirits of the Night
Zafira was nearby.
Suddenly, a cold, mocking voice broke the silence.
“Looking for answers, pup?” Zafira whispered, her tone challenging. “You shouldn’t meddle in matters that don’t concern you.”
Alex clenched his fists.
“Why did you attack Scarlett? Where are you, you filthy serpent?”
Zafira emerged from the shadows, wearing a cold, calculating smile.
“Scarlett?” she repeated with disdain. “That girl owes me something. Stay out of this, or you’ll learn what I’m capable of.”
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