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Thirty Nine

Author: Lavender Pen
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-13 22:29:27

CLARISSA

My mind was reeling, my thoughts overwhelming. I couldn't wrap my head around everything I'd just heard.

"Surprisingly, the three players your friend mentioned are somehow connected to the academy," Zoey said, and I swallowed hard. I turned to look at Jaxon, who was watching me with a worried look on his face.

"What about Professor Storm? You mentioned something about looking into her personal information," I told him.

"About that..." his expression faltered.

A few minutes later, we were standing inside his basement. A basement I didn't know he had. The stone walls were cold and unnerving. The space itself sent unwelcome shivers through me.

It struck me then how much I still didn't know about my mate.

And yet... I wasn't afraid of him.

Not truly.

There was darkness here, yes, but not the kind that made me want to run. His darkness didn't threaten me—it shielded me. I didn't need to know all the pieces of him to understand one truth: he would go to terrifying lengths
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