Chapter 134

Third Person's POV

She quickly withdrew her wrist, her silver-blue pupils scanning the gray-temples Omega Greta beside her.

The elder Omega's wolf was in poor shape, its pheromones were intermittent, so she wouldn't target it. Instead, she glanced up and ordered a burly wolf-man guard to enter.

Matilda's fingers caressed the wolf-head crest ring—a symbol of her status as a sovereign priestess.

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