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86: As Whorish As Her Mother

Penulis: Fiona Cakes
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2026-01-13 00:06:43

TORMUND'S POV

"Tormund, you're burning up! You're literally radiating heat!" Mother said, her voice frantic as she yanked the thermometer from my mouth.

I didn't answer. I couldn't. I was shaking so violently that my teeth were chattering. My body was drenched in a cold, oily sweat that made my shirt stick to my skin. Every muscle in my body was knotted with a tension so sharp it felt like I was being flayed alive.

Kyla. That treacherous, ungrateful bitch had actually done it. She had let someone else touch her. Someone else was inside her, claiming what had belonged to me for years. The bond was screaming, vibrating with the echoes of her pleasure, and it felt like a hot iron was being pressed into my soul.

How dare she? She was carrying my heir, my blood, and she was out there acting like a common whore with a stranger. It had to be a stronger, no one in my pack would dare go against me like that.

She must have had a death wish for herself and whatever bastard was currently between
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