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Kasha didn't see that coming. She had sunk her long sharp nails in the poor prince and had used her spell to paralyze him while she choked his life out of him. He had attempted to fight back for his dear life, but she had rendered him numb, totally helpless with her spell. She was winning, finally having her revenge on the thief to her throne, when a very large wolf snapped out of nowhere and pounced at her, knocking her completely off balance. She jerked back to her feet, shocked. And then she saw him, the wolf, and she knew at once who it was, with the help of the powers she possessed. And secondly, there was no werewolf around here. And none, if there was any, would try to protect a royal of Ascencia, well except one in particular, that was separated from his kind and have decided to s