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Chapter 331

작가: Lana Mora
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Third Person's POV

Trista lunged forward and slammed her hand over Isaiah's mouth. Sensing the adrenaline still surging through his veins, she shot him a frantic look and lowered her voice to a harsh whisper. "What you meant to say was that your brakes failed, right?"

Isaiah shook his head, looking proud. "Nah, just had it serviced. The thing runs like a dream."

Trista broke into a cold sweat. She tried again, dropping heavy hints. "I get it. Your wolf has been restless lately—you're seeing thi
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    Third Person's POVAttwater blocked Cassian with a fierce glare, then instantly turned to Trista with an expression of fierce protectiveness. "Mom and Dad sent me down to get you."Trista ignored Cassian completely and handed her suitcase to Attwater. "Let's go."Attwater grabbed the bag with one h

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