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A Visit to Wolves Hill
That same night, Sam drove Helen to Wolves hill, after introducing her to Moe, Derek, and to the rest of the packs, they headed straight to the quiet stream where Sam has prepared the dinner table, decorated with red flowers, red candles and balloons. “Wow, this is beautiful,” Helen said as Sam draws out the seat for Helen to sit. “This night will be a moment you will never forget,” Sam said putting up a cute smile. At the sheriff’s apartment, Jack and Clara were already surrounded by more werewolves from Zukie’s pack, “What do we do now?” Jack asked Clara in a low tone. “Let’s kick their a*s,” Clara replied as Jack pulled out his pistol, crackling it, he shot the werewolf standing by the door. He turned swiftly and pointed his pistol at the werewolves behind them as Clara positioned hers
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