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Chap-43*Old For Me.*
Cynthia Dion: "Come on! Give it your best!" Mr. Orion yelled, trying to motivate me to emerge from beneath a pile of bricks. I had been trapped under that heap for a solid fifteen minutes now, and my frustration was growing. Given that I hadn't felt any different despite attending all these sessions, it was fair to say that I might be just wasting my time. Today's session was meant to trigger our wolf instincts, pushing us through stress and pain to awaken our inner wolves for our own protection. But since I still couldn't feel my wolf inside me despite my hard efforts, it seemed she couldn't care less about me. "I think it's not wo----rking for me," I struggled to form a complete sentence, while Mr. Orion appeared annoyed with my constant complaints. "We provoke the wolves inside of
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