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Dmitri gasped and fell backward into a sitting position. His eyes blinked a few times; he almost fainted at the sight of his own eyes, and his beautiful wife turned into a wolf. "So she's a werewolf. No wonder she can knock out a man with one hit. But is it true that on this day, there are still werewolves?" Dmitri spoke to himself as if in a daze. "Oh, for the guy's sake, you can come this far, my dear cousin." Xander quipped. Natasha, who had turned into a red wolf, immediately ran at Xander. Suddenly the gray wolf, who was none other than Xander, lunged at Natasha. The wolves rolled together in the thicket after striking each other, their teeth grinding clearly audible. Xander was right; they share the same blood from their grandmother, an alpha from the Darkmoon Pack who started a