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5: A little Tweak

Author: nayaa
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-09-15 23:25:05

Emmett’s POV

The shadow wolf had been reborn in my lifetime.

If that wasn’t the universe giving me a sign, then I don’t know what else.

Now came the hard part, finding it before anyone else. It could be hidden in any of the twelve clans. And since each clan possessed a flame sapphire, they already knew what I knew. They would be hunting too.

I sighed and leaned back against the leather seat of the SUV. In the rearview mirror, Ike’s eyes lingered on me.

“If you have something to say, say it. Quit staring,” I muttered.

“Did you mean what you told Lilith?” He asked, his knuckles whitened on the steering wheel.

“When have I ever said something I did not mean?”

He pursed his lips into a thin line and focused on the road.

We were almost home now. Behind those gates waited my nemesis’s most precious treasure—Kora. The thought curved my mouth into a small smile. At last, the pieces were falling into place.

“You have everything now, why destroy the world?” his gruff voice lulled me back to rea
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