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Chapter 28

Author: Iziegbe
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-17 04:21:27

The Goddess’s Demand

The night seemed to pause.

Selene crouched on the battered ground, her hands pressed against the soil now tainted with blood and moonlight. Surrounding her, wolves stood motionless — panting, injured, and wide-eyed. The fighting had ceased, but the internal struggle within her was only beginning.

The goddess’s voice still resonated in her mind, gentle yet unyielding.

Choose, cursed one. A bond broken. A heart silenced.

Her heart raced so fiercely it felt painful. Each breath was a struggle.

To her left, Reven’s wolf stood proud, chest rising and falling, silver fur marked with crimson. His eyes — those calm, unwavering eyes — regarded her with an unmistakable fear he could not conceal. Not fear for himself, but for her.

To her right, Kael’s expression held an eerie quietness, his face obscured yet his eyes shone crimson with emotions beyond anger — regret, sorrow, perhaps even love.

Selene struggled to think. The burden of her oath pressed against her heart, thre
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