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Hunting the Traitor

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last update Veröffentlichungsdatum: 2026-03-16 15:48:02

Jacob’s POV

I gathered the small group at the edge of camp as the moon climbed higher. Faye stood beside me with our daughter strapped securely against her chest. The baby’s Lunaris echo gave her face more color tonight and steadied her steps even though I knew the poison still dragged at her insides. Elara carried the moonstone wrapped in cloth. Taryn fidgeted with her cloak and kept glancing at the dark trees. Riven checked his blade one last time before nodding to me.

We moved out quietl
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