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CHAPTER NINETY NINE

Author: Bomi
last update publish date: 2026-07-08 20:19:53

Eira POV:

Waiting was an activity I had come to hate, the worst type was the one that involved waiting for someone.

Lia had promised that the spy was going to bring my sister over to the Blackthorne pack today, and yet there had been not a single news.

I was dying from anxiety and wonder as to if they successfully made it out in escaping Fern.

Lia kept assuring me, and at some point, she said she was tired of my paranoia as it made her sick to her stomach, she she excused herself to her room, w
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