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Chapter 108: A Saint In Disguise

Auteur: Comfort Shettima
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Lunessa’s POV

At some point, the twins dozed off on the rug, curled up like they could still trust the world.

Azrik and I didn’t stop. We couldn’t.

The letters kept coming, one after the other, each more disturbing, more calculating than the last. We’d barely made a dent.

“They refuse to use phones,” Azrik muttered, flipping a page. “Nothing digital. Everything is handwritten, passed like contraband.”

“They know how to vanish,” I whispered. “No paper trail. No signal. Just rot, hidden in tradition.”

Still despite everything I’d seen, part of me didn’t want to believe it. That he was involved. That my uncle, Alpha Thorne, my only stable figure through years of loss and madness, was part of this.

I couldn’t sit still. I stood up, forcing my expression into something neutral. “I’ll go out. If we stay hidden in here too long, he’ll start suspecting something.”

Azrik nodded without looking up.

I stepped out and slipped back into the rhythm of the house. Pretending. Smiling. Hollow.

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