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Chapter 105

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Nadia's pov

I had thought Greg had totally vanished from the picture but all of a sudden I heard his name again and this was the first time in a long time that I heard Greg’s name spoken again.

But just like before Greg was always up to some mischief. This one? It spread like fire throughout the neighborhood before it got to me.

In taverns, in the corners of markets, between the lips of passing strangers it was the same words over and over, Greg has the cure to Varic's illness. It was like someone was knowingly peddling the news and it was intentional.

As for how I found out? Elara was the one who finally brought it to me. I was always busy governing the pack and somehow not in contact with the outside world. My hands were filled and there was a lot to do.

Elara had entered my chambers in haste, her chest rising fast as though she had run the entire way. Her eyes searched mine, wide and uncertain.

“Did you hear it?” she asked, her voice nearly trembling. “It’s said that Greg has
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