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CHAPTER 10 – The First Taste of Blood

Author: Mercy V.
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-03-23 15:35:42

I tried to stay in the chair.

For all of two minutes.

The hall felt too small, the air too thin. Every heartbeat thudded against my ribs in time with the distant echoes in my head—the slam of feet on stone, the faint metallic ring of weapons, a low, choked snarl that wasn’t mine.

My wolf, still mostly curled in on herself, twitched again.

*Wall. Cold. Blood.*

I pushed to my feet before I could talk myself out of it.

Kael’s last words snapped at my heels: *You move from that seat before I get ba
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