Yeah, I was the devastated bride...

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Alita. I could barely lift my legs. The lasRoguesays had been hectic, fighting against rogues disguised as lycans. Those filthy losers wanted to create a misunderstanding between the werewolves and the lycans. Those chaos' overlords were looking forward to watching a good show, as a war broke out between the werewolves and the lycans. What they didn't expect was for their plans to be foiled prematurely. Yes, I had observed their patterns in the last few days, and I discovered their flaws. They weren't lycans but rogue wolves who went through countless struggles to hide their filthy smells. Rogoues were notoriously known for their stinky smells, in addition to other villainous traits. I heard it's a curse from the moon goddess. With how careful they were, it was easy for them to foo

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