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A middle-aged man with a high temperament appeared at the entrance followed by another four men behind her. Carissa’s eyes narrowed. She didn’t have to guess.

These five people were the Royal Packs Leaders.

Their aura was combined and Carissa couldn’t help herself from backing away unconsciously. Her pupil shranks as sweat rolled down her back.

She was a princess from the Hunter’s Royal Tribes indeed. But, faced with these aged people in front of her made her confidence swayed slightly.

“Leroy, whose making a mess in front of the werewolves palace?” the man beside the high temperament middle-aged man asked.

Looking at the older version of Leroy, Carissa didn’t need to guess who this person is.

Hazel eyes were Lycan and orange eyes were werewolves.

“Greetings, elders! Yesterday, we successfully eliminated three vampire clans with the hunter’s help. She agrees to visit werewol

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