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Chapter 238: The New Oath

作者: Ernest Brooks
last update 公開日: 2025-07-24 03:04:18
Damon hadn’t let go of her all night.

After the uproar in the Council chamber, after centuries of secrets collapsed around them like shattered glass, Damon had wrapped Juliette in his arms and shielded her from the world.

From the whispers.

From the judgment.

From the ancient oath that had once dictated their entire existence.

He had refused the ritual. Declared it over. Declared it dead.

But Juliette - bruised, grieving, and unbowed had not fought him. She had merely looked at him, eyes exha
Ernest Brooks

When legacies collapse and bloodlines betray, can love forge a new vow powerful enough to silence centuries of darkness? Your comments keep me writing….thank you for the support!

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