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CHAPTER 7
HAZEL The guard's hand, heavy and deliberate, moved toward my face. I instinctively tried to pull away, but my wolf remained eerily calm, allowing the man to undo the muzzle. His movements were cautious, as if he feared my sudden reaction. The moment the muzzle was off, my wolf lunges for his throat. He curses, throwing me overboard with his robust strength and sending me into the water by the boat. “Damn you___fuvking b***h!” He screams. “And you are a fuvking fool,” the other guard in front snaps back. The boat begins to sputter as they take off, the blades on the back nearly catching my tail as they left. My wolf sinks under the waves, uncertain of how to swim. And the water is cold and freezing. Like ice. I’m frantic, trying to take over, to tell her how to doggy paddle,
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