An old tradition

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Azlynn’s P.O.V. “No!” My heart felt like it had been caught in a sudden freeze, each beat a sharp thud against my chest. I stared at him blankly after this mind-boggling confession. Irrespective of my differences with Xavion, I had a firm belief that his wolf would never hurt me. He was the one who promised to protect me throughout our lives. As werewolves, we could easily sense whether the other party was lying or not, using our feral sides divine powers. And whenever Zion had sworn to protect me, Bella confirmed that, “He is speaking the truth, Ann!” Today, when he said that he was the main culprit behind that attack, I couldn’t help but feel heart broken. Zion’s betrayal had shattered my trust in one blow. Before our official dating, Zion noticed me among the sea of deadly

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