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The Fall and the Escape

Author: Sharon
last update publish date: 2026-01-25 14:00:20

Faye pov

The upstairs corridor in the Miller's pack house felt long and quiet the next day. I tried to stay invisible. I walked with my head down, steps soft and slow, hoping no one would notice me. My body still ached from last night and my wrist had a red mark where Thorn had grabbed me hard. My side hurt from the fall, and my heart felt heavy from remembering everything that happened under the willow tree. How intense it got. How Thorn’s voice shook with anger when he said I was his. And how
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Mary
In the previous chapter Thorne brought warrior to Black's pack to take her back. This one starts out like she never left. Why push her? Why bind her to himself? He needs professional help.
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