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**Chapter 85: Severing**

Author: Kiss K
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-10-15 13:20:47

Mona POV

Alessandro didn’t wait for the moon to clear the ridge.

He stood in the center of the ruined chapel with his blood still dried in the creases of his hands and the bond burning steady between us, and he made the decision the witch had not even asked for.

“She offered to buy us time by taking from you,” he said. “That is not a cost I accept. But there is a cost that belongs to me alone. One I should have paid cleanly the moment the council stripped the title.”

I watched him from the fall
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