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CHAPTER NINETY-TWO

Author: Noir Aurelle
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-12 21:53:27

Kael’s POV

The moment the first rogue stepped into the clearing, I knew it wasn’t a coincidence.

They hadn’t stumbled across us. They were waiting and probably following us.

I tightened my hold on Elara’s hand before releasing her, pushing her gently behind me.

“Stay close,” I muttered.

Her breath trembled, but her voice didn’t. “Kael……”

“Not now,” I snapped, eyes fixed on the intruders. There were six of them and they may be made more hiding in the trees.

The leader, who was a tall brute with scars running down his arm, tilted his head and smirked.

“Well, well. The great Alpha Kael. Tell me, how’s it feel to finally fall under the mercy of those you despise?"

I bared my teeth. “Step closer and I’ll show you how it feels to die.”

The rogue laughed, sharp and mocking. “Forever fiery but look at you, you are bringing your little omega here for a swim? The King was right. You have gone soft.”

At the mention of the King, Elara stiffened behind me. My fury burned hotter.

“You dare speak h
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