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CHAPTER 39
Cedric’s POV I wiggled my toes curling them over the soft grass. The bon fire crackled in the soft wind with a soft blue flame. I had made so many wrong decisions in my life. So, I decided to follow Luro’s advice for once. I have to say that I haven’t regretted it for once. It has been a week yet I haven’t found anything unusual. In fact, my stay has made me wonder, If I had been seeing the entire world through the glasses of hatred sown by Alpha Dimon. He has always abhorred the Darknight Pack but I didn’t find anything worth despising here. Alpha Gilkins and Luna Kiara treat us like their close kins. The sense of panic and restlessness present in Bloodfest Pack is absent here. Instead, there is a sense of belonging and peace. “Cedric!” Luro’s excited voice sounded as she sat down
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