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Chapter Eleven

WOLF

Sparring practice, are you fucking kidding me. Groaning, I scrub a hand over my face, unwilling to open my eyes as another loud bang sounds against the door.

By the third or fourth bang, I thought the door would come right off its hinges, like, take a hint, old man, fucking, leave me alone.

Groaning, I buried my head under the pillow, hoping he would just stop; the man is fucking relentless.

"Get up, Wolf! Either you open this door, or I'll break the goddam thing down," The sound of Caius growling on the other side of the door should have me leaping out of bed to unlock that door in a heartbeat. But my head is pounding inside my skull, and I don't give a fuck, wolfsbane; I groan as I pinch my eyes shut. The effects of that one drink from last has me sure as fuck that Caius was bullshitting about there only being wolfsbane in there.

Shifters are capable of three things, super strength, super-fast healing and our ability to handle liquor. It takes a lot to get a wolf tipsy, let al
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