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Chapter Forty Six

Penulis: Carabella
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-11-21 15:42:00

Elder Grayfang’s breath hitched. For a moment, he reminded me of a wolf that had forgotten how to snarl—eyes darting, throat working, waiting for someone to tell him it was all just a nightmare. I tilted my head, studying him. Pathetic. The goddess noticed his trembling and instantly snapped her glare back to me.

“Lord Dylen,” she seethed, her tone layered with divine authority, “you will not threaten my Elder in my presence.”

I chuckled. Not a nervous laugh… a sincere one. As if she had just d
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