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Chapter 22

Author: Sabastine
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-09 14:24:39

Novah’s POV

I stayed outside for a long time.

Long enough that the porch shadows stretched across the ground like quiet reminders that I didn’t belong. Long enough that the cold crept up my spine like it had fingers. Long enough that the yard, once filled with chatter and movement, began to settle into stillness.

I should’ve gone inside.

But I didn’t want to.

Not after Ashton.

Not after Loveth.

Not when everything inside the pack house felt like glass—pretty and polished, but cold and breakable.

So I stayed. Curled into myself, my hoodie pulled over my knees as I sat on the porch steps like I was still twelve and waiting for my mom to come home.

But she wasn’t coming home.

She never would.

The door behind me creaked.

I flinched again—because it could’ve been Loveth. Or Alice. Or worse, Ashton.

But it wasn’t.

It was him.

Lucien.

He didn’t say anything at first. Just stood there, hands in the pockets of his black hoodie, his hair tousled by the wind like he’d been running. Or pacing. Or
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