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Chapter Twelve

Author: Bella J
last update publish date: 2026-04-17 02:06:25

JORDAN

Ronan let out a harsh, pained wheeze, his hazel eyes flashing with a mixture of profound exhaustion and genuine frustration as he desperately gripped my forearm to alleviate the crushing pressure. "I swear to the Goddess that I knew absolutely nothing about the betrothal until the Alpha formally announced it to the inner circle this morning, Jordan," Ronan choked out, his voice rough and strained from the compounding physical injuries I kept inflicting upon him. "You are losing your mind
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