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CHAPTER 39

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Elsa’s POV:

What's this? Since when did I need all this protection?

“Why are there so many guards today?” I ask, looking around.

“It was Master Damian's orders,” one guard answers.

“What?” I asked, looking confused.

“Go back to your posts,” I order but none would leave.

“We were assigned to you, Luna,” the head guard says.

“Well, I am Luna, and I ask you to leave me alone!” I spat.

“I'm afraid we can't do that Luna. He's the only one that can dispel us,” the guard says and I look at them.

I give up and continue walking to the infirmary.

The head guard opens the door to the infirmary and I step inside.

The witch sits on the bed, looking pale and fragile. Her plump lips were a dull shade of peak and white. Her long, dark raven hair flowed down her face, making her youthful eyes pop out.

Her honey-colored skin was perfection, and despite her waking state, she was still seductive, but she was still no match for the female wolves in my pack.

Her black silky dress which was baring ev
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