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Chapter 11

Author: DuX
last update publish date: 2026-04-29 16:59:53

The rain in Ruston Yards didn’t wash away the grime; it only seemed to stir it up, filling the night air with the heavy, metallic scent of wet rust, ozone, and brackish river water.

Lachlan’s boots hit the cracked asphalt outside the repurposed shipping container, his jaw clamped so tight his teeth ached. The bond-fever was a low, jagged thrum beneath his skin, aggravated by the sheer proximity to Vivienne just hours earlier.

The scent of her expensive silk and perfume, was still burned into hi
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