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The Scriptures
Alpha Female Ciciane's POV An hour later, I stepped into the entertainment room with Xanne. As soon as we entered, an overwhelming aura enveloped us. The room was filled with high-ranking Lycans. Technically, we are still rogues, we can barely hold our own, we are very vulnerable without the protection of a pack. We press ourselves against the wall as our breathing becomes labored. I position myself in front of Xanne, with my Alpha blood I am more resistant to dominance. Harad rushes towards us, behind him, I hear the King ordering those present to limit their auras. Gradually, Xanne and I can breathe freely again. Harad takes me by the hand and leads me to three men with long white beards and bald heads. I chuckle silently as these three individuals perfectly fit the mythical image t
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