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Chapter 63: 4 years ago

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last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-11-03 23:59:34
4 YEARS AGO

MELANI'S POV

Riverwoods pack

There was something satisfying about having my prey within shooting distance, especially when it had absolutely no idea I was watching.

The cool evening breeze brushed against my skin, lifting a few loose strands of hair and tossing them across my face. I tried to see past them, narrowing my eyes as I kept my gaze fixed ahead, my attention unwavering.

I lowered myself into the overgrowth, careful not to disturb the surrounding vegetation as I raised
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