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Chapter 23
SYDNEY
It felt like taking the back seat in a car, that was what giving Rieka full control felt like. I watched helplessly from the deepest corner of my mind as she lunched for Victor's throat — her aim set on his jugular. He had no time to respond, falling onto his side with a thud. Rieka made sure not to sink our canines too deep, the wound being superficial so it would heal easily.
Rieka backed away and waited for Victor to stand onto his paws. A wolfish grin found its way to his fury face, his eyes glowing with surprise. He definitely didn't expect me to do that, and I definitely didn't expect that either. Wolves didn't come fully trained in the art of combat but apparently mine did. I had to get use to the fact that my wolf wasn't like ordinary wolves. She was the definition of a beast, skilled and precise in her moves.
She knew exactly when to play it safe and she knew exactly when to use all h
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