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CHAPTER 20: What Selene Can’t Stand to Lose

Author: Sunkissed
last update publish date: 2026-08-31 20:36:42

Selene’s POV

I told myself, when I first heard about the mate request, that I should be relieved.

It was, after all, exactly the kind of resolution I’d quietly hoped for since the moment Elira walked back through that gate looking like a stranger wearing my sister’s face. A tidy solution. She’d find someone, somewhere else, build whatever life she wanted far from here, and the household could finally settle back into the rhythm it had spent two years learning without her in it — a rhythm I’d wo
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