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Chapter 506 Wolfboys and Wanderlust

Author: Judith GW
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-15 11:27:54

Chris

Ilsa shows up late, as always. We hear her before we see her.

Heavy boots clomping down the gravel path like she’s auditioning for a role as a particularly aggressive horse, swearing at something under her breath, and muttering about “idiot border glyphs” and “tripping hazards.”

Then she rounds the corner with three bags slung across her body, a weatherproof pack banging against her hip, and her blond hair piled on top of her head like it gave up on gravity halfway through.

She looks exactly the same as she always does. Like she couldn’t give a damn about what anyone thinks, while still managing to be the most gloriously attractive single female in the vicinity.

She grins when she sees me. “Hey, Chris.”

“Ilsa.” I smirk. “Still dragging around ten kilos of cryptid teeth and conspiracy notebooks, I see.”

“Shut up. One of those notebooks helped me survive a three-day detour through fog that whispered. Whispered, Chris. I don’t care what Soren says, that was not weather.”

Elliott, b
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