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CHAPTER 22

MITCH

"SINCE WHEN DO werewolves fall sick with the flu?" Mitch snarled. He and Draco had retreated into the inner study office after Anna took the kids away.

"Are you even listening to me?" Draco asked. "It is not the flu. It is worse."

"What can be worse than the flu?"

"Are you asking me that?" Draco asked, exasperated.

"Well, from what you are taking me now, the sickness is still far away from us, yes?" Mitch looked at Draco.

"It's closer than you know... and it's spread through the air. It could be at our door tomorrow." Draco explained.

"It can't come up here in the mountains," Mitch said. "We have a geographical advantage."

"That's what you think," Draco scoffed. "Anyway, now you know."

"How did you get to know about this?" Mitch asked as they headed to the door.

Draco smirked. "Over the years, I have built a network of people. Information flows through us easily."

"Hmm," They got back to the dining room. Mitch saw that Anna had joined the table and was chatting with Hilda amica
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