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Chapter 170

مؤلف: Ella's Ink
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Luciano’s POV

"The ritual preparations are finished, Alpha, but is it true the Luna won't be attending?"

Ramiro looked like a man who hadn't seen a bed in a week. I couldn't judge him. My own reflection in the darkened window of my office was hollow and gray. Between the crushing weight of pack business and the brief, frantic hours I spent with Alanza, sleep was a luxury I could no longer afford.

Inside my mind, my wolf was a heavy, silent presence. He had been quiet since she left. We don't sh
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