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Chapter 13: The Lycan King Maxwell

Penulis: Cassie GW
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BEATRICE

I should’ve known better than to trust a man with dead eyes. Now I can only obey.

The blindfold is tight, but I can still feel the walls shift around me. My wolf is still silent, but I force myself to stay alert.

I count footsteps. Listen to the faint hum of overhead lights. The sharp metallic scent in the air tells me we’ve passed through at least one secured door. There’s moisture here too — damp walls, maybe.

They’re leading me somewhere below ground.

I try to memorize the way. Left. Then right. Another right. Down a slope. I have to.

If Bailey and I get the chance to escape, I need to know how to get us out of here.

The moment the door opens, someone shoves me forward. I stumble and land hard on the floor. Cold stone bites into my knees and palms.

The door slams shut behind me. Then — click.

My breath catches in my throat. The blindfold presses against my lashes and I fumble to pull it off. My hands are shoved away before I can.

“Not yet,” someone mutters.

The next thing
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