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87- Wolf of Medan

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My vision of the crashed apartment was bloodshot as I dug through the rubble like a crazed wolf.

“ELENA?! CAN YOU HEAR ME?” I roared, cupping my paws to my lips before shaking yet another pale-faced woman loose from the rubble.

“Y-Your Highness,” The cobalt-haired woman wheezed, her claws digging into my arm painlessly as she coughed out the dust, staggering into Fedora’s grip where I pushed her. It was Agatha, I recognized her as one of Carla’s loud friends and I couldn't help the disappointment that filled me.

“Where the hell is she?” I roared, slamming another of the beasts that dared come too close into oblivion before hopping down from the rubble and sniffing the air.

The smell of dried blood and sulfur stung my nostrils all the way up to my brain. I cringed angrily. Useless! There was no way I was going to be able to get a whiff of the woman’s scent in this chaos.

“Fedora! Have the foot soldiers shut the gates and entrances! We’ll barricade the holes and cut these ba
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