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Chapter 69: Moon Madness

Author: Terri Clare
last update publish date: 2026-06-30 06:50:37

ANWEN'S POV

I stirred when my back met something damp and cold.

The sound came next—the violent, unmistakable rip of fabric. My eyes flew open, my heart hammering against my ribs.

Above me, the full moon hung bloated and pale in a velvet sky, bathing everything in silver light. I groaned as pain lanced through my skull, a dull throb blooming across my head where I'd struck the floor in the tower.

Wincing, I turned my head and took in my surroundings.

A clearing.

I was lying on dew-slick grass.

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