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Chapter Sixty-Five: The Closed Door

Author: Elizabeth.C
last update publish date: 2026-07-16 18:30:16

Darius found us before the sun was fully up.

He did not knock. He simply opened the door to the small sitting room where Ezra and I had been sitting since neither of us could sleep, and the look on his face told me whatever he had learned overnight had not come easily.

I had spent most of the night going over everything Vivian had said the day before, turning it in my mind the way you turn a stone looking for the crack that will finally split it open. Wolves outside the pack, interested in my i
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