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CHAPTER 14

作者: Diva Noir
last update publish date: 2026-06-20 20:22:49

Madeleine's POV

My breath hitched. My heart felt like a trapped bird, beating against my ribs, desperate to escape. He spoke of Damon, of betrayal, and the world tilted. This warrior, this stranger with haunted eyes, held pieces of my shattered past in his hands.

“Damon… what are you talking about?” My voice was barely a whisper, a scared child’s plea.

He kept his gaze fixed on the ground, a muscle twitching in his jaw. “Alpha Damon,” he corrected, his voice flat, devoid of emotion, “publicly
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