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The Circle Tightens

Penulis: Sharon
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-29 00:17:23

Faye pov

I felt the change before I could fully understand what it meant.

It moved through the air like something subtle and unseen, not loud enough to draw immediate attention, but strong enough that my instincts reacted to it without hesitation.

The baby shifted in my arms at the same moment, her small body tightening against me as the Lunaris echo stirred with sudden intensity, as if it had sensed something approaching long before I had.

That was when I lifted my head.

At first, nothi
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