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24. First swing.

作者: Silver C. Stone
last update 最終更新日: 2025-06-17 00:31:24

OLENA

It’s been two days since they told me the Lycan King didn’t need me anymore. No reason. No explanation. Just... dismissed.

Still, a part of me wonders if Ronan didn't get on Abraham's bad side.

Then I quickly shut the thought down. Why should I care? He’s the reason I’m here. He’s the one who sold me.

I haven’t seen Abraham since that night. Not even once and his room has been locked. I wonder where he was.

“What are you thinking about?” Zinnia’s voice snapped me out of it.

“If Thalia catches you this slow, she’ll dump twice the work on you.”

I blinked and looked down, realizing I’d been scrubbing the same spot on the window over and over.

Zinnia gently touched my shoulder. “Come on. Finish up. Let’s go find June before she disappears again.”

I nodded and pulled myself back into focus. After we finished with the floor, we made our way outside the castle, walking to the kitchen where the slaves' meals were being prepared.

The restaurant was loud with clanging pots and the sharp
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