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Chapter 18: Run Interrupted

Author: Terri Clare
last update publish date: 2026-04-17 17:09:27

ANWEN'S POV

Rhydan strode ahead of me the moment we stepped out of the clinic.

He was not walking quickly, but his legs were so much longer than mine that every one of his strides forced me into two of my own.

I hurried after him, trying not to stumble, trying not to fall behind. The last thing I wanted was to give him another reason to be angry with me. The last thing I wanted was to end up like the other human women I had seen—chained, shackled, and collared.

Especially now, when he seemed to
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