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• Oliver stood frozen; his pulse was hammering against his ribs as he processed Nyssa’s words. The jar of answers? He had always known that Nyssa was cryptic, speaking in riddles that only made sense to her. She would never go straight to the point; all she has to offer are her encrypted answers that she leaves you to figure out by yourself.
• Nyssa slowly rose from the ground, dusting her hands against her cloak. The deep silver of her iris glowed slightly in the dim candlelight of her hidden chambers.
• “Please come in my Alpha,” she finally ushered him in and they both walked into her hut that was bigger than it looked from the outside.