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CHAPTER 70: THE WOLF AND THE FOX

Author: Remi Winters
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-01-19 05:09:44

EMBER’S POV

He’s quiet for a long moment. Something flickers through his eyes. Pain, maybe. Or fear. The shutters start to come down, that familiar wall rebuilding itself brick by brick.

“I don’t think I’d be a good father,” he says finally.

“Why?”

“The Volkovs weren’t exactly a stable family.” His voice has gone careful. Controlled. “Dysfunction runs in my blood. Literally. I’ve seen what happens when damaged people try to raise children. I refuse to continue that cycle.”

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REBECCA LITTKE
Awwwww, the big bad wolf is such a sweetie ... I love that Knox's walls are finally starting to crumble, though I feel like they will go back up for a bit before finally crashing down
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