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148. Tightening restrictions

작가: Hannah Uzzy
last update 최신 업데이트: 2026-01-06 07:41:41

Nalini 

The morning sunlight spilled weakly through the curtains, and I could already feel the tension thrumming in the air like static. The council had been meeting overnight, I had no doubt, and the first thing I sensed when I opened my eyes was the weight of their scrutiny, pressing down on me even before I left the dorm room. My wolf growled low, a ripple of unease coursing through my body. Something had changed. I could feel it.

As I dressed, trying to calm the coils of energy within me, the door clicked softly, and Myron slipped inside before I could stop him. His expression was tense, almost jagged, and my chest tightened at the sight. “They’re tightening restrictions,” he said quietly, eyes scanning the room. “No one can approach you without permission. Not even the other students. The council—King Reuben and the others—they’ve made it clear. We’re… they’re serious thi

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