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CHAPTER 67 The Pact

Ronan

By the time I made it back to the Werewolf House, the rain had soaked through my jacket, and every muscle in my body ached. The hall smelled like wet fur and adrenaline. A few students glanced up from the common room, curiosity flashing in their eyes, but no one spoke. They all knew I hadn...