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Chapter 150: Hungry dog

作者: Miracle M.
last update 最終更新日: 2026-01-28 22:03:30

The days following the second session were a blur of cold sweats and crushing guilt. Fenrir was a ghost in his own palace. To protect his secret, he began to stay away from Sophie, making excuses about urgent border disputes and late-night council meetings. He couldn't let her touch him; the whip marks on his back and the bruises on his skin were like a map of his betrayal. He needed time for them to heal, time to find a way out of the nightmare Adonis had started.

But the nightmare was no longer just in Adonis’s hands. Lady Vespera had tasted the power she held over the territory’s favorite son, and she wasn't ready to let go.

One afternoon, Fenrir received a heavy, black envelope. Inside was a single note in elegant, sharp handwriting: “The storage room in the East Wing. Ten minutes. Or I send the recordings to Sophie’s personal tablet.”

Fenrir felt his knees go weak. He was trapped. He looked at a photo of Sophie on his desk—her smile so bright and trusting—and he felt like a
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