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Eighty-Seven

We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.

                The smell of blood and sweat were so strong that I instinctively covered my nose.

                Pes and Ky were more than hospitable enough to guide me towards the source of all the scents and vibration that I felt back when my wolf was controlling my body. Like I assumed, there were a lot of scents and noises that instantly bombarded my senses. The two men with me seemed to be used to it, they easily walked across the room. Ky was smirking at me, he’s probably finding it funny that the scents a

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