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Chapter 153 - A Memory That Isn't His

Author: Tola
last update publish date: 2026-10-01 19:56:39

Kade's POV

The fragments kept coming after we left the ruins, uninvited, arriving at strange hours like ghosts that had finally found the door unlocked.

My father's voice, warning me as a boy never to trust the packs from the eastern territories, though he never explained why, only that trust, once given carelessly, could never be fully taken back. My father speaking of something called the Veil, a word I had no memory of ever hearing before, spoken with the particular weight he reserved for
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