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57: A Talk Long Overdue (3)

Author: Ena Starr
last update publish date: 2026-08-14 07:12:23

Krista

*

I rubbed a hand hard over my face. This was insane, completely insane. After everything Jacob had done to me… after everything I had gone through to escape him…

Now we were bonded again? Marked? The Goddess truly had a cruel sense of humor.

My wolf’s amusement faded slightly. “If you wish to scold me,” she said, “you had best do it quickly.”

I lowered my hand slowly.

She looked entirely serious now. “I could think of nothing else to do in that moment,” she admitted quietly. “Not if I w
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