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The Cursed One
*Alexander* The grand room in the palace was filled with a charged hush, as though the very walls were holding their breath. I could feel the weight of countless scrutinizing gazes, like invisible spotlights, burning into my skin. My father's voice suddenly erupted like thunder. "What the hell did you do, Alexander? Why did you kill that Lycan, just for this w***e?" His words boomed, echoing through the room, heavy with anger and accusation. I clenched my fists, my own anger burning like a wildfire. "She is not a w***e!" My voice growled with defiance, challenging my father's rage. The tension in the room ratcheted up a notch, the air thick with hostility. "You are fighting with your father for this slut," Father snarled, his face contorted with fury, and his hands trembling with rage.
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