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Chapter 6: Sovereign’s Hunger

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Lysander’s POV

​The metallic click of the lock should have been the final word of the night. I had walked away, distancing myself from the infuriating, intoxicating presence of the girl in the bathing quarters. My focus was supposed to be on the eastern ridge, on the silver shipments, and on the war looming on the horizon. Yet, as I turned the corner, Aero, the wolf within, erupted into a primal, senseless rage.

​She defies you. She mocks the bond. Mark her. Now.

​My breath hitched, burning in
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