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Chapter 37

Author: Clar_issa
last update publish date: 2026-04-13 16:55:28

Lira’s POV

The narrow mountain pass was choked with a mist so thick it and filled with ancient grief. We were moving toward the Lunar Peaks, but the air felt heavy, as if the mountain itself was trying to push us back.

Ronan walked at the head of the peak, his golden eyes scanning the rocks above. He hadn't slept since the Crag. The betrayal of Kael—his brother in everything but blood—was a wound that wouldn't close, festering more painfully than any physical strike.

"Something is wrong," I
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