093- Spilling Blood In Front Of The Enemy

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{~Aphrodite Malhotra~} Darius being alive was a problem. But it looked like he was stitched together. How would anyone have found pieces of his body? Pharoah must have been watching me from the moment the heathens news showed my face at that tournament. When Penelope had projected my spirit form. He must have been trying to get his hands on the lycans. Not just me. But I killed them all. Leaving me as the last. But if Pharoah was the one to stitch Darius back together.... then that means he’s gotten a taste of lycan flesh, but not fresh. I’m in grave danger. More so than I thought. I cracked my knuckle, when in fear... hit harder. My motto. It hasn’t failed me in all my time. Perhaps I should switch it up. After these two suffer. “Breathe, my love. I tried to explain things to you. I

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