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Chapter 35 - Damien
*Somebody's POV*
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The footsteps of the wolf that just came in the front door of the mansion pitter-pattered down the hall, making the three women sitting at the dining area look at the creature with their smiling faces.
"Donald! Son, your back! This is a pleasant surprise." Hera, the eldest of the three, greeted the naked man who shifted from his wolf form. And with a subtle wave of the left hand of Magenta, the woman younger than the rest, the black robe from the rack near the fireplace went floating in the air, and Donald grabbed the fabric to wear it.
"Mother! Aunties! Good evening! I'm glad to see you all doing pretty well and looking prettier." He greeted them with a broad smile and went near them to kiss the back of their right hands.
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