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Annette. A knock came on the door just a few minutes after I returned from work, and it was the lycan prince. He looked stressed, and I could tell he had piles of work to get through. “How is it going? Could it be traced?” I sat beside him. He nodded, “They aren't from this clan and are shadow assassins. We have shadow assassins, but only my dad and I use them, so no one knows what they look like except the two of us. In addition to them being werewolves. So, probably, someone is after you from your pack,” he narrated and leaned his body on the headrest. Someone is after me? It could be no one other than Isobel. After the drama she unfolded in the hospital because of Alpha Samson, I wouldn't doubt that she was behind it. But how long was she planning to keep doing that? She's starting

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