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Isobel. “The lycan king has refused to hand over Samson's body, and it doesn't sit well with us letting him stay there. His beta never took permission from us before taking away his body, and in addition to your sister being the famous healer they talked about, I feel she uses a spell on her patients….” my mother in law told me two days ago. She walked closer and continued, “She has the lycan prince running all over her, as I heard. What prince, with their clear eyes and correct senses, would be over a wolfless thing like her? I can't believe they are all blind to the fact that she had been using a spell and claiming she had a healing power.” I bit my lower lip. Nothing was more infuriating than hearing that the famous healer heard across the packs was my useless sister, who never went

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