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chapter 63

Author: Deedson
last update publish date: 2026-09-25 04:13:52

Kaelan Ashwood’s POV

“If he dies before he wakes, we lose the only man alive who actually knows the whole truth,” Rhea said, and the words landed in the quiet sickroom like a second, colder wound.

I sat with my shoulder freshly bandaged and throbbing in time with my pulse, watching Rhea work over my father’s still body by low lamplight, and I hated how much I still wanted him to live after everything he had allowed to happen. Hate should have been simpler than this. It should not have had so ma
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