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Chapter 69

Author: Miss_Chief
last update publish date: 2026-09-01 21:27:53

### Sincerely

The moment the Elders filed out of the room, the fragile curtain of Bianca’s "glowing forgiveness" dropped completely.

She leaned back against the plush cushions of the sofa, looking up at me with an arch, mocking smile. "I'm famished, Sincerely. Go to the kitchen and make me lunch. A dish of roasted garlic butter salmon with wild rice and lemon cream. You know it’s my absolute favorite—don't mess it up."

The heavy silence in the living room shattered into a wave of hushed whis
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Lisette B
I feel bad for Mary ann the connection to her wolf seems distant and the wolf is not considerate. I hope that connection improves.
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Florence Todd
I hope the executioner gets to act quickly. More chapters, please!
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