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Chapter 122

Ophelia

Ernesto was like most werewolves, which meant he was built like a mountain and had muscles larger than my face. His tanned skin was slick with sweat, which made little sense considering it was nice and cool inside Alpha Neil’s office.

That meant he was nervous about something. Why, though?

I pointed to myself, a contrite smile spreading across my face. “Oh, you think I’m Aisha? Right, I almost forgot.”

The magic holding my façade in place slipped. It cracked before Ernesto’s very eyes, peeling away like flecks of porcelain off an old doll.

“Who…” He trailed off, eyes skating over my low-cut top, pleated skirt, and combat boots with knee-high socks.

I snapped my fingers. “Up here, Ernesto. Goddess, you’re like fifty. Get a grip, old man. You seriously don’t remember me? I’m a little bit offended. Try and think hard. I was different back then. Sweeter. Kinder. More naïve.” A harsh edge entered my voice. “I was destined to be your Luna once, but like everything else that too was
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Jackie
What !! No stop with the spoilers
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Suzy Williams Kozi
awesome. take his ass down
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Nicky Esparon
Amazing chapters
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