Godfather
Godfather's POV Three days since the failed attempt to get the little tramp from her stupid Alpha. That low-born mutt wouldn't stand a chance against me. He was not even an Alpha. I would kill him easily in a challenge. The only thing stopping that was the weird deaths that were occurring now inside the group of rogues I had been using for doing my dirty work. They said that one minute the wolves were fine next minute they were laying with their chests wide open or their heads ripped off. The added weird part was that just before I was told about this, a creepy giggle could be heard in my office. That night another killing, just before I caught a glimpse of a face with that sinister giggle filling my bathroom as I stepped out of the shower. I saw the outline of a massive-looking person s
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