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Chapter Forty-Eight
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2021-10-08 23:18:30Amante POV
It was a satisfying sex. I’ve had my fill. The howling inside my mind made by my deranged spirit wolf was futile.
I could feel the burning pain in my nerves, but I ignored it. It was of Allyssa’s, not mine. It satisfies me to know she’s hurting.
“Alpha King Amante, we’ve found your human mate. We bounded her in a tree here by the north of Antilla Forest.”
A sudden report from one of my pack warriors stopped me in my tracks. I was half-way up to the peak. Antilla forest lies several miles away from here. I was tricked!
“Beta Maziar!”, a burst of anger made me leaped back to him and pinned him down the ground. My paws were shaking in wrath as I slowly grate the skin of his face.
An agonized wailing echoed helplessly on the frozen gorge.
“You, worthless scum! Allyssa’s on the other side. You’ve called me away from the opposite direction!”
“I am regretful, my king! H
Antar BedouinAswang! So that's what Allyssa is.
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