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Chapter Ninety-Nine

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“I don’t care what you do with that pup. Just lure him into the grasp of you hands without anyone noticing. Suspicions about manipulating the future Alpha King would bring nothing but disaster on our plans. Bear that in mind, my son!”

The one called son was a young lad, not exceeding eighteen years of age. His crow-black hair was cut clean and neat which matches his squared-jaw face. His athletic built figure was a towering six-feet inches and a half. Although he has soft and drowsy-looking eyes, the devilish smirk plastered on his sun-burned face was illuminating a somewhat devilish sight.

“I will not fail you, father! That prince would sway and roll when I ask him to, I promise you that.”

“I believe in your words, Maziar, my only son! Time will come and you shall have all of the werewolves bow their heads down in your presence as their Alpha King.

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