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CHAPTER 159: Wait… Son?

Author: Lady Sheldon
last update publish date: 2025-07-14 10:47:52

We stepped out of the car and within seconds, it was like the whole goddamn forest came alive.

People had gathered. Lots of them. Like they’d known we were coming, like some invisible alarm had gone off. Children peered from behind legs, grown men stood like statues, and women stood wide-eyed, whispering. It was... strange. Like we’d just walked into the climax of a fantasy novel. I half expected someone to raise a sword or start chanting in Latin.

Then—

“Zarek?” a soft voice said, cracki
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