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Chapter 11-Smoke on the Wind

Author: Nova Shine-5259
last update publish date: 2026-04-13 10:35:29

Kaela’s POV

“You’re working seamlessly, Aunt Giulia.” I warmly linked arms with Mrs. Medici.

Yes, Aunt.

Giulia Medici, my mother’s closest friend during her studies in Florence, was like a sister to her, a she-wolf of impeccable grace and bloodline, and a sharp mind honed by decades of navigating international pack politics.

“That price,” she said with a wink, “even I feel a bit guilty about it.”

“To deal with wolves, you need a rifle.” My tone sharpened. “Besides, that tower in Milan? The keys
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