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163. “You know that my kind, the ones that Kale was gonna sell you to, are waiting at her place and two werewolves are nothing. You are going to be our supper tonight or even better, we are gonna sell you and you won't be the first werewolves we would have sold to slavery and years of milking blood. Your genetic makeup betrays you. You guys regenerate so fast that in a day, we can harvest gallons of blood and all you need is good feeding. Wow! Gonna give it to that b***h you call your goddess, did she hate you people or what?” The blonde, whose name we still didn't know, said. "Says a man who is already dead and lived off of other people's blood," Agatha said and I laughed. I never knew that she had such a sharp tongue and it was nice to find out. “Shut up!" The man said and Agatha l

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