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She's Olivera Flamera Roger

The entire dining hall was chaos now. Olive was screaming, her palms to her ears as if she was going crazy. Guards were rushing in after hearing the noise and disruption.

Shem and Jake ran towards the wreck of a table, opposite Olive to help drag Wayne who was very motionless.

“Olivera,” Lily cried out as she tried to approach her daughter, Beta Roger hurrying with her. But both they and the men trying to help The BBA were blasted away as an explosion erupted from Olive again.

Everyone stepped back. The heat in the hall was terrible. Slick sweat coated their bodies like they had been pushing a manual mill for hours.

The explosion died down again to reveal Olive sunk to her knees, her hands on the table in front of her. Her beautiful hair was out poured around her face and body, and she was panting so heavily.

“Olivera,” Beta Roger called, panic laden in his voice.

Shem and Jake jumped to their feet again, heading to save their Alpha. But few feet to the table, a splinting noise came u
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