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Chapter 53

Author: VJ
last update publish date: 2026-04-27 23:46:39

CLYDE'S POV

​The glare of the camera lights is a sterile, blinding white that feels worlds away from the violet moon of the South. I stand in the wings of the Everest International Press Center, adjusting the cuffs of my shirt. The fabric is crisp, expensive, and feels like a straitjacket against the restless energy of my wolf.

​Beside me, Coralina looks like a vision of cold, structured power. She is wearing a tailored suit the color of midnight, her hair swept back to reveal the mark on her n
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