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... me, unable to hide the killing intent in my eyes. "Who sent you?"
The bodyguards visibly tensed, stiff as stones under my scrutiny. I could smell the fear on them—that subtle scent change wolves could identify, representing submission. They were all well-trained professionals, yet they stood frozen before me, perhaps wondering why someone of my power would need protection.
"Miss Lancaster sent us, sir," one finally answered, his voice barely steady.
"Victoria?" I frowned, ...
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