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Chapter 18
Accalia's POV "Please advise Beta Roger of my arrival," I asked a border guard as soon as my driver stopped the vehicle in front of the huge gates. The guard gawked when he saw me. I lifted an eyebrow, a bit annoyed. "Well? Are you going to inform your Beta of my arrival or not?" I asked, getting impatient. "S-s-sorry, Luna," he said and took a step away from the vehicle, a bit startled by my lack of patience. I internally chuckled, I had cleaned up well, no wonder he was staring at me as he had never met a woman before. My attention was drawn to the familiar sickening scent of a wolf mixed with magic. Most probably the whole pack existed out of half-breeds and witches. Werewolves weren't extremely fond of witches... We saw them as the filth of the earth... and the only good wit
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