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Chapter 88

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CHAPTER 88: The Sleeve

Atlas's POV

I pulled the dark fabric of my cuffs all the way down to my wrists, fastening the small buttons. The black lines pulsed against my skin, burning with a quiet, steady heat that made my fingers twitch. I walked down the long corridor toward the throne room, Beta Corwin matching my stride.

Natasha stepped out from a side passage and fell into step beside us. She kept her head down as she handed me a small folded slip of paper.

“Alpha Declan responded to the false
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