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h that familiar scrutinizing look, and I was as fixed in p

t I was wearing pajamas, which were probably a rag in his eyes. Although t

as asking about the basin a

simple answer when it was clear that he ha

d to go in the direction of the basin, and he yanked it towards him. I subconsciously clutched the basin tightly and fought

ng me. I looked up at Isaac and the basin he was holding. A sudden gust of wind blew and Isaac looked down at me with a slightly dull look. It occurred to me

ad his arm on my left side and his leg half-kneeling on my right side, holding me in his arms. The gesture was like a "Don't run" warning. I could only help

is brown eyes looked like melted caramel in the sunlight, his nose was high and straight, and his thin lips were pursed togeth

s and I subconsciously held my breath. I could clearly hear my heart pounding violently until he brushed my lips. "That's too close!" The alarm bell

t to me. "You treat the trash like a treasure." And then he looked at my pajamas.

ittle girl in front of the sexy Fiona. And not to mention Isaac, who was definitely the tallest and strongest one in the pack. He wore h

even noticed my eyes, or that he didn't talk to anyone about what happened today. If word go

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t me, and some of them would spread the word about my training to everyone, especially the girls, led by Fiona. I was very

the river until she could see me. It was all too apparent to me that she took a violent step backwards the moment she saw me. She must be thi

r, my wolf, taunt

e look on her face, like a

soon, but it looks like it'

ring. It was a rag, a rag she had put on her body. Her old clothes looked

in she was clutching in her arms. Was there something that made her nervous? The fawn was hiding some kind

basin out of her hand, I was probably using too much force, and she fell to the ground at once. I looked at her

in the moonlight, which I had never seen before. Those eyes were so beautiful to give a st

fearful. I snapped back to my senses then, and the fawn put her head back down. She struggled

ody, enveloping her in the shadow of my body, and lifted her chin. She saw me crouch down and immediately shielded

and everyone thought she was ugly. Unconsciously, my hand traced the outline of her face, the eyebrows, the eyes, the bridge of her nose, finally, my fingers

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o roll my eyes at her, for inside the basin was another rag. I tossed the basin at her, taunting her me

t in a trance because of those green eyes. My instincts told me that there