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CHAPTER 12: HER SAFETY FIRST

Author: Lizzy Fash
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-01-26 01:19:42

CASSAIN

I keep my hand lightly on her back as I guide her toward my car not because I don’t want to touch her but because if I do it the way I want to, I won’t stop at all.

“Aretha,” I say without turning, already opening the passenger door for Eve. “Give us some space.” She means well and she shares the same name with Evelessa’s wolf which is probably why they bonded straight away I can’t tell.

Aretha pauses. I can feel her eyes staring daggers behind me.

“Space,” she says slowly, like it lea
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