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They are sisters
~KELLAN~ “She wolves to the right, and you’re not sparing with the male wolves!” I was yelling at the field standing in the middle of the two rows that had been formed. It was Friday and we were having training in the field. Stacy seemed to be the most compatible wolf and had defeated each of the wolves she sparred with. I didn’t know how she was able to do that but she was indeed strong. I had taken off my shirt, giving them the privilege of staring at my perfectly curved body with toned abs. I didn’t need anyone to tell me how I looked, I could see that but the only thing I couldn’t see right now was Isra. She wasn’t here. She wasn’t in the field. I wondered if something was wrong but I didn’t know who I was gonna ask or if she might be in the study room. I decided to hav
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