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Chapter 66: Something Is Amiss

Author: Zara Lynn
last update publish date: 2026-06-08 18:34:27

NOAH'S POV

The gym room smelled like iron, sweat, and the faint rubber burn of mats that had seen too many battles. Clangs of plates echoed off the walls as guys pushed through their last sets of the day. Laughter mixed with grunts, the usual post-practice chatter that usually settled after a long day of heavy lifting.

I finished my set of pull-ups with muscles burning, and dropped to the floor, wiping sweat from my face with the bottom of my shirt. My eyes scanned the room out of habit — check
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