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Chapter 148

Author: Iamfide
last update Last Updated: 2025-03-23 04:34:19

Elara’s POV

The sound outside wasn’t normal.

Normally if someone was moving about by this time, their movements were usually loud no matter how they tried to control their movements.

It was too soft, too precise—like someone moving with intent. Someone trained in the art of sneaking around.

A predator. But they didn't account for someone like me.

My body reacted before my mind could catch up. I bolted out of bed, my claws extending instinctively, my breath shallow but controlled. My pulse hammered in my ears, but I forced myself to focus.

I couldn't afford to be out of control in this moment. I needed to be very careful with whatever I was about to get myself into.

Something was wrong. I could feel it deep in my bones, the same way I’d felt it when Andrew touched that cursed letter.

I shoved my feet into my boots, grabbed the dagger under my pillow, and threw open my door. The hall was eerily quiet, but the air was thick with tension.

Then I caught the scent—foreign, laced with somet
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