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Chapter 52: Wolf Betrayal

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last update Data de publicação: 2026-03-30 08:19:51

The forest swallowed Kiera’s footsteps as she sprinted uphill—branches whipping past, roots clawing at her ankles, soil slipping beneath her bare feet. Ronan’s voice echoed through the bond, deep and steady despite the violence behind him.

Keep going. Don’t stop. I’m right behind you.

A lie.

A promise.

Both at once.

Kiera didn’t dare look back. The sounds behind her were too much to face—roars, snarls, the wet crunch of bodies colliding, the creature’s monstrous shrieks tearing through the tr
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