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Chapter Thirty Eight: A Hybrid

Author: Crown Summers
last update publish date: 2026-04-16 17:18:56

RAVEN

My heart beat faster as Eilis walked further into the room. Had something happened? Were we in trouble?

The emotions rolling off him were muddy—I couldn’t catch the details, only a sharp edge of anger and a cold undercurrent of fear.

“I don't want you to overthink,” he started.

The wrong words. Now I was spiraling.

“You remember the first time you were summoned before the Council?”

I nodded slowly.

“You're being summoned again. But this time, I'm going to be there... and I'm going to giv
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  • Bride Of The Beast   Chapter Thirty Eight: A Hybrid

    RAVEN My heart beat faster as Eilis walked further into the room. Had something happened? Were we in trouble?The emotions rolling off him were muddy—I couldn’t catch the details, only a sharp edge of anger and a cold undercurrent of fear.“I don't want you to overthink,” he started.The wrong words. Now I was spiraling.“You remember the first time you were summoned before the Council?”I nodded slowly.“You're being summoned again. But this time, I'm going to be there... and I'm going to give up control.”He waited for me to process that. It took a second, but when the realization hit, it felt like the floor dropped away. “You're going to let the wolf take over?” I gasped, standing up in shock.“Listen—”“You can't do that! What if he does something again? What if he—” My hands started to tremble. The memories I’d tried so hard to bury rushed back with a vengeance. Eilis reached out to touch me, and I flinched away.I saw the hurt flash in his eyes, but he didn’t try again. He stay

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