Chapter 33

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I follow the parents as they keep walking casually.

We're surrounded by tall stones that overshadow us from the sun. Across this aggrandizement by my father are the pariahs of the werewolf race. The breed that everyone believes is the degenerated ones.

"I've been a moon priestess for years," Dandeline intervenes with the silence, "I never knew this place actually exist."

"Now you know," Lanasia agrees. "This is a highly confidential fact about werewolves. You'll have to file a pledge not to pervade it to anyone else."

"Of course. Half of your life was sacrificed because of this. But our real problem is Elibur. I hope my diversion works."

"What diversion?"

"Well," she shrugs her hands, "I bet they can see these stones the way we do. So, I made multiple smells similar to ours leading into different directions to confound them."

"As expected for a scholar."

I walk closer to her and whisper, "Dan, what do you mean?"

"Ugh,