8-Stone

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8-Stone POV Watching her mate try to valiantly fight for her turned me on. Knowing the foxglove our witch had infused with lycan blood would target his lycan, rendering him somewhat useless, was just an added bonus. Lycans can't be killed the way werewolves can, they can sustain much more damage and until today's experiment proved fruitful, there was no poison we've found yet to paralyze their beasts. Tides were beginning to turn and with this new discovery, it wouldn't be hard to behead every lycan that even looked at me the wrong way. All I needed was this poison on a large scale and I could take down their kingdoms and rule both species myself. The sound of pathetic whimpering pulled me out of my glee. Brooke was limping alongside me, the chains holding her arms up probably weighed a

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