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esperately trying to hold back your tears and were about to succeed. After you heard their words of co
trick's hands, sobbing and apologizing, "So
ned to make me suddenly cry and apologize to them.
Dad's voice showed his concern and nervousness for me a
plete word to stop my fathe
attention back to me. My eyes were blurred with tears, so I couldn't
d shoulder, and my eyes widened as I inadvertently let the tears fall on his T-s
e fine. I will help you. Trust me." King Arthur reass
d stopping my tears. I wanted to believe him when he said, 'From now on, everything will be fine.' This ti
his warm arms, dried my tears, a
e back a year ago and came back with me to make sure I remembered what happened a year later. What a kind and pow
as I turned to Dad and smiled, "Dad, I'm gla
hur'
ate at all. She treated you like an elderly family."
grateful look, but I knew he must have been skeptical about me comforting Stephanie. After all, Eric could
scent from the air wafting into the house through the crack under the door. The scent contained the stench
e in. However, they did not seem to expect so many people in this room
in the dark, and without getting a good look at him, he turned into his wolf form and fou
ime to retract that left a pair of dimples on the sides of his lips.
he sight of the two wolves opening the door, and qui
smaller 5'2" she-wolf suddenly spoke up. She rushed over to the bed, huggin
ak in with Freya. Because we heard that Steph accidentally fell on her head while riding her motorcycle. Even thoug
th Eric and was going to approach Stephanie, who see
rm to stop the he-wolf from getting any closer
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he door and enter the room, my whole b
les on both of their faces, it was like every hair on my body was trembling. I even had an illusion, a
shelter to hide. However, it was too late. Freya had
e been short for an ordinary person,
my sides, and I couldn't move because I remembered the
, devouring my strength and corroding my flesh and blood w
er daggers and silver arrows to kill me now, I just couldn't control m
oser! My lips trembled as I struggled to raise my arm to grab something to help me sto
r asked Carl a question that