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I exchanged looks with Chris, who was no longer in the spell his handsomeness cast on her before I focused on the man.

“Who told you I'm a witch?” I placed Chrys down so I could focus on him. “I'm a werewolf, married to Lycans. I presume that's why you are here, right? To either seek my help or asylum.”

“You are right about that, my queen. I came over to seek your help. However, please forgive me for this, but you are mistaken about your species. You indeed have werewolf blood in you, but you are more of a witch. Your witch's power, though dormant, is stronger than your wolf blood.”

“What? How dare you slander your queen?!” Chris got up from the sofa, her eyes blazing. “Do you think you can say anything because she let you in, you damned peasant!”

“I apologize for my wrong use of words.” He bowed to me once more. He didn't seem scared of Chris, which wasn't unusual. I had heard tales of witches and how powerful they were. If the man kneeling in front of me had witches' blood run
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