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2024-01-08 08:31:37Trigger: Sexual Assault
The door had the exact mechanism as her room. Xenia touched the entire door, trying to figure out how to open it.
"Only the Alpha and the top warriors have access. Like Lillian, Kane, and Rick," Jane said.
"What about you?" Xenia asked. "You're bound to Rick, right? Maybe the power transfers through you too."
"I guess I never thought of that," Jane said, walking to the door. She hesitantly placed her hand on the mechanism. It glowed around her hand for a few seconds, then went out. The door remained locked.
"Dammit," Xenia yelle
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