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Silvia Davis POV We heard a knock on the door and I glanced over to see who was standing there, asking if I was alright. "Of course, I'm feeling great. But there's still a bit of pain," I replied, careful not to reveal my true identity. I didn't want anyone to know that I was a werewolf, which explained why my body was healing at an accelerated rate compared to regular humans. Even if Deviant wanted to know that it was his useless soup causing the pain, I had no issue with that. But I knew he would claim to be smarter than that. I couldn't afford to make things worse than they already were. Deviant was a predator, and despite his seemingly simple demeanor, he was far from it. As a Mafia king, he was involved in dirty business that certainly didn't make him a saint. He knew more than