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he cold muzzle of the gun rema

ughed up a mouthful of thick, black,

nt faded from her cheeks. Her chest began to rise and fall evenly, and t

shock rippled throu

ing gaze locked instantly onto my face. When she took in my

ed, her voice weak but carrying the abs

ered his weapon, dropping

gaze lingered on the smooth skin of my neck, realizing I had no Alp

mured, grabbing my hand tightly, her eyes gleamin

oon-herb synthesis to purge the silver residue. You n

m a commanding Matriarch to an eager matchmaker. "What is your name, sweet child? Are you mated? The

, but anxiety quickly clawed at my chest. I glanced down the

ave a family emergency!" I

I spun around and sprinted toward

ai

bbed the cab's door handle. He stepped forward respectfully, bowing his h

is eyes full of newfound respect. "T

he cold metal card, threw myself into the bac

ntral Healing S

ortens

ped cane, watching the yellow cab

silver toxin that had plagued me for years was entirely gon

failing health, and more importantly, to find a Luna for my stubborn grandson, Alpha King Jo

s: A girl with a pure soul and ancient heali

y, she a

s breathtakingly beautiful. Most importantly, her scent was compl

eeply with guilt. "Should we pursue her? She possesses the moon

alt. "No need to chase her like wild do

skyscrapers of the city, my

authority of the Matriarch. "And call my grandson. Tell him to keep a close eye on his private di