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Chapter 241: The Alpha’s Submission

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Rhys’ POV

The underground vault was thick with the scent of sterile herbs, Mira had finished stitching the jagged tear in my shoulder and retreated to the outer chamber to prepare the next round of neutralizing salts.

Finally, it was just the two of us.

I forced my head to turn, looking at Elara as she sat on the edge of the bed, wrapping her own bandages. The cool light of the mana-lamps caught the silver of her hair, making her look like a statue carved from ice.

"I’m sorry," I said, the word
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