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CHAPTER SIXTY FIVE

Author: ECHO NOIR
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-03-30 10:01:50

HOPE’S POV.

Morning came too quickly.

It felt like I had just closed my eyes when I heard movement in the house. Soft footsteps. Doors opening and closing. Voices murmuring in low tones. I looked at the other side of the bed and found it empty. Hunter must have woken up earlier to prepare.

For a moment, I stayed in bed, staring at the ceiling, letting the reality of everything settle over me.

I was leaving.

Not just the house.

Not just the pack.

Everything.

My life as I knew it.

I sighed and sl
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