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Penulis: Lumi Walker
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-12-16 16:55:58

IRIS'S POV

I was asleep, tangled in my sheets, when the sharp, frantic ringing of the encrypted house phone dragged me into a brutal wakefulness.

The sound was wrong—too loud, too urgent and it immediately dissolved the memory of Darius's violent, commanding presence hours earlier.

I grabbed the phone, my heart hammering against my ribs. It was Conrick. His voice was a raw, strained whisper.

"Iris. Listen to me. The Alpha is on his way, but you need to move now. Venus is gone."

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