Chapter 36

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Elijah I don't wear a black robe or something fashionable for the disguise at night. It's not my thing. I don't like to hide not when night is something which resembles me, the true me. The night is a bad omen because all sorts of crime happen when the moon rises in the sky which is ironic considering how sacred the moon is for us however it holds true even for werewolves. If someone wishes to do something that falls under the category 'bad', it all happens at night because, despite the silvery glow of the moon, no one is watching you commit the act just like now. I am now standing in the backyard of Beta Charle's mansion staring at the second floor where his daughter lives. She must be sleeping right now and so does her favourite bodyguard she keeps with her all the time. There i

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