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17. Shaman Coven
Alice's POV. “Does everyone remember what we discussed?" Waylon went into his serious self. They all nodded their heads before they took their places to escort me and protect me. Oliver and Fredric step off the plan first. I followed behind them with Waylon by my side. Thomas, Daniel and Parker followed right behind us. All I heard from the people that waited was. Cheering and clapping, looking at the crowd that gathered for my arrival made my heart melt. I felt so lived by my people, I didn't understand why I needed guards when my own people loved me. A small smile tugged at the corner of my lips. “So we will meet with the chosen leader of the Sharmen coven. From there we will have a feast with the people of the Sharmen coven this evening.” Waylon explained as we got into a vehic
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