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CHAPTER 119: KAEL'S BED
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2025-07-15 07:30:58VELARA'S POV
The hush of night wrapped around the house like a heavy blanket, still and undisturbed, until a sudden pressure in my lower belly dragged me out of slumber. Groggy and disoriented, I blinked into the darkness, only to feel the sharp protest of my spine as I shifted. My body was twisted awkwardly, wedged around a solid, warm weight in the center of the bed. Kael.Of course. His body stretched comfortably across the middle, arms flung out like he owned the mattress. No wonder my back throbbed. But as my gaze adjusted, it wasn’t Kael’s presence alone that made my breath hitch—it was the figure lying beside him.My body went rigid.A spike of tension gripped me as my muscles coiled tight. My thoughts scrambled, instincts screaming without reason. I jerked myself out of bed and hurried down the hall, my bare feet silent against the floor. The bathroom light flicked on, too harsh and sudden, but I didn’t care. I closed the door and braced m
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TO DENY A LUNA CHAPTER 119: KAEL'S BED
VELARA'S POVThe hush of night wrapped around the house like a heavy blanket, still and undisturbed, until a sudden pressure in my lower belly dragged me out of slumber. Groggy and disoriented, I blinked into the darkness, only to feel the sharp protest of my spine as I shifted. My body was twisted awkwardly, wedged around a solid, warm weight in the center of the bed. Kael.Of course. His body stretched comfortably across the middle, arms flung out like he owned the mattress. No wonder my back throbbed. But as my gaze adjusted, it wasn’t Kael’s presence alone that made my breath hitch—it was the figure lying beside him.My body went rigid.A spike of tension gripped me as my muscles coiled tight. My thoughts scrambled, instincts screaming without reason. I jerked myself out of bed and hurried down the hall, my bare feet silent against the floor. The bathroom light flicked on, too harsh and sudden, but I didn’t care. I closed the door and braced m
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TO DENY A LUNA CHAPTER 117: BUBBLEGUM DISASTER
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