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Chapter Hundred and Four

Author: Dvyn rite
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-06-20 04:50:38

Jasmine's POV~

I was on a thin, worn-out coat, my side wrapped tightly, deep gash from Silver Veil’s madness pulsing with each breath; the pain felt duller now, my body piecing itself back together with its stubborn determination. My sweat-dampened auburn hair was matted with dust, my brown eyes searching the small room, absorbing the fragile peace we’d managed to carve out. Elara was across from me, next to Damien, their sweet glances—her gentle smile, the brief touch of his hand to hers—lending warmth to the cool, shadowy room, their mate bond a murmured strength that trembled within my chest, something shining in the dark. Lyra lay on another cot, her shoulder bound in clean bandages, her hazel eyes wary, but fierce, her fresh injury from the Bloodhound scout an emblem of her selflessness, a specter I felt but could not identify. The Alpha’s prints, fresh and clawed, circled closer and closer to our camp, its feral scent—wild, acrid, primal—lacing through the thin walls, a beast of
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