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Chapter 113

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Sophia

Mikhail stay close beside me as we watch Layla's retreating figure. Tension slightly releases his body once she is gone.

"Go back and sit in the car." He places his hand on the small of my back and gently nudges me towards the car.

Nodding my head, I sit back in the car while he goes to the wolves standing near the border. It takes me a moment to realize these are not just pack members, every wolf who is standing here is a warrior.

This makes Layla's presence here even more absurd because, as far as I remember, she doesn't hold any such rank in the pack.

I watch Mikhail talking with his wolves before he returns to the car and drives the car through the borders.

Instantly, some of the warriors shift into their wolves and start following our car.

"Wolves are coming with us." Rose's little voice, filled with awe, reaches our ears.

Mikhail and I share a look and smile, listening to her.

"These are your wolves, Rose." Mikhail looks at her through the rearview mirror, "That's why the
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