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Chapter 35

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Chapter 35: The Hunter's Game

Rora's POV

The week Ethan's enemies gave us passed in a blur of preparation and paranoia.

We moved the children to a secure location, a ranch in Montana owned by a trust so deep even I didn't know its full history.

Thomas complained about leaving his friends. Lily cried for her favorite stuffed rabbit, which I'd forgotten in the rush. I held them both, promised them it was a grand adventure, and tried not to let them see the terror in my eyes.

Ethan stayed behind
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