CHAPTER 132
Slowly turning his head around like a broken doll, Felix stared deep into Ray's eyes.
He was searching for something, perhaps—a flicker of doubt or a hint of true understanding.
Whatever it was, he refused to break eye contact with the Tribrid sitting before him.
Then suddenly, a sharp chuckle escaped his mouth.
It started as just a single note, then another followed, and another, until it spiraled into full-blown laughter.
It was a jagged sound, making him seem almost like a lunatic of some kind.
But soon enough, the mirth abruptly paused.
The wind gently whistled between them as the silence stretched into heavy seconds before Felix slowly lifted his head.
A grim tone laced his words as he said,
"You really don't want to know anything about the werewolf world. Because if you insist to, I will have to kill you."
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Instantly, Ray was on guard.
