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Chapter Twenty-Two: Venom in Velvet

Author: Lyanna Rose
last update publish date: 2026-05-27 22:05:16
The women’s circle gathered in a chamber Natasha had not yet seen, tucked behind the great hall and lit by a low fire that cast dancing shadows across tapestries of past Lunas. The room smelled of dried lavender and something sharper beneath—ambition, perhaps, or old resentments. Natasha stepped inside with the same careful awareness she’d once brought to hostile terrain, her expression neutral, her spine straight.

Brynn rose to greet her, all cool elegance.

“Luna Natasha. We’re honored you coul
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