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The white wolf

Otto pov:

" Yes, its eyes were blue. And its fur was white. I think it's a wolf. " the old woman explains to me as she pets her granddaughter on the hair, twisting it with her hand.

" Are you sure that is what you see," I asked.

"Yes, mama is saying the truth, I too saw it. It saves us from the boggy man." The little girl spoke, interrupting the response of her grandmother.

" Alright, thank you for honoring our visit. " I directed her to go to the psychiatric ward. I knew she was saying the truth. But I have to obey the police rules of conduct,

I stood up and saluted Konrad as he walked into the room immediately after the old woman left with her granddaughter.

"What did she say?" He asked. I explained to him all I had said to the woman in our conversation.

"It must be the brown wolf," Konrad whispered.

" you said," I asked, I am the brown alpha and I know Konrad doesn't know it. He is the black Alpha, or should I say the real alpha. Konrad has an extended family that consists of
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