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Chapter 167: I Don't Want To Live In Fear Anymore
Phoenix's Point of View... I looked at Joey incredulously, exasperation painted all over my face. He ducked just as I was about to smack him again. We've known Sage her whole life, and she's never presented as a wolf. A witch, yes. But a werewolf, never. Do not be so sure. Mate is special, insisted Errol, my wolf. Yes, she is. But Errol, there is no way that she could be a wolf. We would have sensed it, I said as kindly as possible to my wolf. "That is a fascinating theory, Joey. Anything is possible, but we would have sensed their wolves unless someone spelled both Courtney and Sage. Having a demonic heritage would be more likely," Mrs. Miller said. "But it is a possibility, correct?" asked Joey. "My granddaughter has taught me over the last few weeks to keep an open mind and that t
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