64. Cursed Wolf

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Hazel POV He immediately embraced me in a tight hug, I could smell the mix of blood and earth and instead of feeling repulsive somehow I buried my head in his chest and found warmth and peace in it. "Thank goodness you are alright," he heaved, still holding me tightly as if he were scared of losing me. The growls of wolves interrupted us and from the corner of my eye I could see the wolves killing the few who were very unfortunate to remain standing. They were brutally slashed and clawed and they dropped motionlessly to the ground intensifying the metallic scent of the blood to fill my nostrils. "You took ages to arrive!" He bellowed in a thick voice which echoed throughout the whole hills and I immediately noticed that the others had their heads bowed with submission. "I'm sorry alp

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