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... where is that place?"

Silas gets away from him.

"Don’t worry, that place is not here. It’s far away from here, and no one comes there cuz it’s said some wild wolves roam around—but that’s not true at all. It’s just a rumor."

"Really? Then should we go? Cuz I can’t wait to be with you. But you go out first—let’s meet outside the palace in 10 minutes."

Hearing Silas, that alpha nods and leaves from there excitedly, and Silas starts to talk with other servants too. ...

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