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Chapter Fifty-Three: Matthias Crowe

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Watching Cassiel disappear into Aurielle’s room did something to me. Something deep. Something I didn’t know how to name. It felt like something was being severed, stripped out of me—not just emotionally, but physically. My headache came back in full force, like someone had cracked open my skull and was pressing hot iron into the bone. My chest ached too, low and tight and strange, like a pressure I couldn’t shake.

My wolf stirred beneath my skin. Restless. Uncomfortable. And then suddenly, it recoiled. Like it was being pulled, tugged away, detached from something—or someone—it once recognized.

I instinctively lifted my hand to my chest, my fingers curling over my heart. The tea—the one Aurielle had spit out—had splashed onto my hands and soaked into my shirt. Was that it? Was that what was making me feel like my body was rejecting itself?

I turned sharply toward the doctor. “Tell me more about that plant. The Bleeding Bellis. How easy is it to acquire?”

From the corner of my eye, I
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Matthias you’ve lost Aurielle. That’s part of what you are feeling. I hope you find out Nerissa did make the tea with the plant on purpose. She wanted Aurielle lose the baby. You forced her to drink it…you helped Nerissa kill your baby. I still want you to find out the truth about Nerissa & her lies
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