"Who on earth leaked our location?" Timothee exclaimed as he saw a group of werewolves approaching me. Timothee held them back with his strength before pulling me out of Grand Avenue.
"From the shape of his body, Timmy. I recognize that traitor very well." I whispered, my voice filled with anger and betrayal.
"Who do you think she or he is, Barbara?" Timothee continued to battle other werewolves as he guided me through the bustling Grand Avenue.
"I can't think, for now, Timmy. Let's settle everything now." I touch the necklace given to me by Fae Aurora, my mother. I sweep my gaze across every corner of Grand Avenue and don't spot her.
"Has mom already left?" I asked Timothee with concern.
"It seems like she and Dwarf Altairs have indeed departed," Timothee replied, glancing at me.
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