25. When we speak of the devil...

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I made the bath last as long as possible, and simply for pleasure because I could have done a hundred meters as it was huge. Its several multidirectional jets were a must for this style and above all, unheard of for me. I pulled on the door to go out in search of a towel, or a bathrobe. “Where did...” I didn’t finish my sentence. Cahl stood in front of me, raising an eyebrow, and seeing my stunned expression, he put his phone to his ear. “Koran? I’ll call you back in a few minutes,” he announced quickly before ending the conversation. I screamed. My stress level was such that it was just a reflex. The meta-wolf closed his eyes, putting on an “I knew you were going to do this” look. Once I was done shouting, he walked over to a closet, opened it, came back to me, and handed me a crisp w

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