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Waving it off again, this time my tone a bit stronger, I ordered, “Come on, go on into the town… like I said, I'll handle this.”
I did shake hands with them right after to make the atmosphere less weird.
I pretended to leave but still hung around as I observed from a distance, watching whether they would go or if their curiosity would get the better of them. Good news: they did leave, albeit much slower than I would have liked.
“f**k this, f**k this!” I grunted, slapping an open palm against a tree, then watching it dance and two little songbirds fleeing off it with a speed that I suspected even surprised them. “This is f****d up.”
Look, a lot of it was sinking in and I was starting to realise how much of a villain we were as werewolves. Yes, I was always aware that witches an
