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Chapter 89 : Sick in the head
"Of course you don't know." Darius smiled, "I myself didn't know about them until ten years ago. The Arcane tribe is a group of people who have some sort of.... You can say they have something special about them. It varies from physical abilities to abilities." "There are people like that?" Laurel whispered in a daze. Darius kissed her cheek, "Yes. Don't confuse them with normal werewolves like us. We can simply shift and use out wolf abilities. They are different. They have some other powers that we can't think of. It is said that they were blessed by the goddess and as they grew in number, new abilities are discovered and some families even pass on specific powers that they have to their next generation." Laurel nodded in understanding. So it turned out there was such a group of sp
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