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Chapter 73: The Cage Of Coin And Blood

作者: Nana A
last update 最終更新日: 2025-08-06 13:39:11

Waking up in chains was starting to feel… familiar.

Only this time, there was no silver. No wards. No screaming marks or corrupted magic.

Just steel cuffs and a room that smelled like leather, smoke, and dust. Everything was dim, barely lit by a torch bracketed into a stone wall. The air was cold and sharp. And quiet.

Too quiet.

My body ached. My shoulder throbbed where the dread wolf had bitten me. The bond—that sacred thread that tied me to Kael—was gone.

Gone.

And I felt hollow.

Not broken.

But… disoriented.

Like part of me was still drifting in the ether.

Footsteps echoed outside the cell.

I sat up slowly, head spinning, muscles stiff.

A heavy door creaked open, and a figure stepped inside.

It wasn’t the scarred Alpha from before. This one was leaner, dressed in a black doublet and worn-out boots. His hair was white as snow, eyes pale gold.

And he smiled like someone used to watching people squirm.

“Elara Vale,” he said, drawing out every syllable. “I was told you’d
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