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Chapter 10: Aiden
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2021-06-04 02:25:28Frost's misery is a cloud hanging over me when we realise that the scent is an old one. Our Mate can't be a new student, if she’d been at the exhibition today the smell would be stronger. Now? Even if it was safe to shift to the wolf, it's probably impossible to track the scent outside the building. There's been too many people passing by.
Dejectedly I traipse down to the accommodation charity next door. They have a sign-up list for students looking for room mates. I wince at the reminded of fresh disappointment, and add my name and contact details without much hope. “I guess there isn't anywhere I can be on my own?”
The two ladies in the charity office glance at each other. “It depends how much money you have and how bad an area you want to risk living in,” one answers.
“Uh...
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