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The Rogue Deity: Until Death Do Us Part

Chapter 3 True Friends

Word Count: 1051    |    Released on: 29/12/2024

, a panicked voice cried out in reli

hen she saw a familiar face filling her vi

nge to find out if you were still on your way. When she couldn't reach her, I headed straight to your place only to

ally evaluate herself. "Ange you okay?" she quickly aske

ut that was rough!" Angel

t on our way home, we started feeling off, and as Ange reached th

k to your human self. But wait, hold on, the two of you felt sick? Like bo

fine now as if I

" Helen begged, giving her the biggest puppy-dog eyes. Unfortunatel

hing happens again, I'll let you k

uffed and pulled her

reassured her, en

her watch. She pressed a button and began ty

oing?" Alinta a

ed out since I found you here. I'm going to forward everything to

oo much!," A

nking about what might have happened if she hadn't gone to check on Alinta. She then playfully pinched her

r and braided her hair. "You are just the best! How about I make you a cup of coffee as a th

us some coffee!" Helen commanded. Alinta laughed, raising her hands i

for Alinta. The two women chatted until it started to get dark. Alinta felt concerned for her friend's safe

cially since Alinta rarely took time off. Although Jenny knew Alinta loved working at the library, she had often wished Alinta would take some time for herself to enjoy the things a typical person in her

ber Valley's national treasure, a dignified historian of werewolves. Aunt Deanna was the second-dearest person to Alinta, and she cherished hearing the old woman's stories about t

hurrying to the entrance. When the doorknob turned and the door

hugged Alinta and gestured for her to sit down. Deanna was a tall, elegant woman with aquamarine-coloured eyes that seemed t

ure of your visit?" Deanna asked exci

literature yesterday and n

d caught the sunlight. "I see, though I don't blame you, those stories are qu

best, Aunt Deanna,"

't any new ones I can tell you, my child." She lifted her hand to her chin a

you had a new myth you wanted t

a dramatically pinched the bridge of her nose.

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