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The Found Daughter

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CHAPTER 52

AVA'S POV

My heart slammed against my ribs. I dropped to my knees, the rough floor biting into my skin, but I didn't care. I couldn't care.

The old Beta gripped my fingers with a strength that didn't belong to a dying man. He stared up at me, his fading gaze scanning every inch of my face, desperate, as if he were trying to commit every line to memory before the dark took him.

“I should have told you…” he whispered, “Years ago…”

I leaned closer, my breath catching. The heavy scent of
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AHHHHH! I have so many comments but just know I LOVED this chapter! You did so well with the father’s final words, with the confusion of Selene’s emotions, and the dread of what’s to come! 10/10!!!
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