Opal and Operative

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Adam’s POV “So what did you find out?” I wiggled my eyebrows at Dublin, his face stoic and somber. “You’re not gonna like this, but I think we shouldn’t do it.” He pulled out his computer, turning it to me so I could see it. “This guy is bad news, and so is the people he’s in with.” I looked at the screen and the pictures he had up, recognizing a few Alphas from here in Europe. “And this Black Sanctum coven or whatever? They’re even worse.” “Nah… surely they aren’t that bad.” Dublin shook his head, pulling up a list and a picture of what looked like two wolves devouring each other in an endless loop. “They’re into some bad s**t. Apparently, Black Sanctum is heavily into some occult s**t, like magic and voodoo and such. Wolfnapping, ritualistic killings, murder. This isn’t some back all

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