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Chapter 19
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Ever since Cyrill was turned into werewolf, there is not a single minute that his Pasiphae abilities will not yearn to be unleashed.
But now…now is the perfect time to completely release his mighty powers. There is no turning back.
No. Not this time. He will not be cowered by these three Death Summoners’ mere presence. His indomitable godly presence will not be turned down by these shitty black-cloaked people.
He is Cyrill Clarke. The beta of the Irish Pack and a Pasiphae werewolf.
And he will not step back.
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In a heartbe
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