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Chapter 158: Marilyn's Child

Auteur: Crown Summers
last update Date de publication: 2026-08-10 22:43:07

The horse’s pounding hooves echoed like thunder against the hard earth, every heavy stride jarring through my body as we raced deeper into the dark forest.

I squeezed my eyes shut, burying my face flat against the rough fabric of Denis’s cloak, unable to loosen my grip on his waist.

My other arm was clamped tight around Amias, holding him so flush against my chest I could feel his frantic little heart hammering against my ribs.

Behind us, the furious howls of the pack slowly stretched further
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