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Chapter 145

Author: Ladybee
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-11 03:43:29
Suddenly, Jack’s eyes flash—a brilliant shade of —his jaw tensing as his gaze unfocuses for a moment.

Someone’s mindlinking him.

I tilt my head. “What is it?”

He blinks, then exhales. “Fury. He says Jasmine wants to see us. They’re on their way to the house now.”

My heart skips with a jolt of jo
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Katsi
When will there be more chapters added…patiently waiting.
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natashaheartboston
well that's annoying
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nutsabouthockey
This is the end? the final chapter? nuts! I loved this book, but soo much left unfinished. I hate that!
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