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Chapter Ninety-Three: The Long Walk Home

Auteur: Lyanna Rose
last update Date de publication: 2026-07-01 22:31:57

Damien crossed the blood-slicked ground toward Natasha, his legs threatening to give with each step. His side burned where Cole's knife had torn flesh, and his thigh throbbed with a deep, pulsing ache that made every movement a fresh hell.

But none of that mattered.

She was alive.

"Can you walk?"

His voice came out rougher than intended, hoarse with exhaustion and something deeper. Something that felt dangerously close to breaking.

Natasha pushed herself upright, one hand pressed against her wo
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