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Chapter 11 - The comfortable captive

I tried to draw something, but my mind was blank, and the tattoos I tattooed on my thighs were swirling in front of my eyes. After an hour of trying, I cursed loudly and closed my sketchbook. "He messed up my mind."

I went to the bathroom and took a bath again to remove even a single trace of wolfsbane from my body. I don't know for how long I will be able to maintain my facade of being a human in this werewolf territory now. This town falls within a pack's territory, though I don't know which one. That is the main reason why I moved here. Hunters only come into a wolf's territory when they want to attack or get themselves killed. So, as long I am here, there are very few chances that I will be killed by a hunter's hand... {I can't say about a wolf, though}

I changed my top because, hey, no matter whose territory I'm in, I can't go around wearing a guy's shirt all over the market. I went towards an unconscious Diego and rechecked his vitals. He made me so mad that I injected him with
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