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Chapter Seventy Five: The Lunaris wolf is awake

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Third person's pov

For Ivy, Ayla's unconsciousness was a mystery, Though she had researched all she could about a wolf consuming a witch's powers and using them.

She did know the only thing they had in common was to fight the darkness but that was all.

The knowledge of the possible side effect of Ayla consuming her magic was something she hadn't gotten hold of, and leaving her to be asleep was actually her best option.

And Killian? Killian was something more, it was like Ayla's awakening bu
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