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Dominic never knew that this whole time he had been thinking the way he did until his wolf had pointed this part of him.

Dominic looked at the reflection of himself, raising the question he had kept in his mind, “Why do you look like a child?”

His wolf raised his hand, his finger pointing straight at him, “You are a child.”

“In your eyes maybe but I’m sure I’m not as young as you look like now in appearance,” Dominic raised his confusion. He thought that his wolf should look similar to him as Starvos told him that wolf is a perfect reflection of a person with the only difference being their wolf are more truthful to their desire, something that most people would hide in their heart.

“You are supposed to die in this age,” the wolf said, pressing his hand to his chest, “But someone helped you, making sure that you live longer until now.”

Dominic raised his eyebrows, confused by what the wolf meant, “I should have died in that age? Why?”

The wolf stared at him in silence, uttering n