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Within her grasp
“What the heck happened?” Nikko groaned, slamming his knees against one of the chairs at the dining room. “You should have the ability to see in the dark, what kind of werewolf are you?” Sloan retorted, pointing a torch light his way. “The kind that is simply regaining his abilities,” he smiled at her and rubbed his hand over his knees only to realise that the initial pain was gone. “But it's coming back,” he reassured. She shook her head and turned to the stairs when they held footsteps coming. Maddie and Russel walked hand in hand with their phones serving as a flashlight for them. “What is going on?” Maddie yawned. She had been sleepy and had gone to her room earlier than anyone else. Their noise must have woken her up. “The powers are out,” Sloan explained. “That is weird,” she
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