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Chapter 334

Author: Lana Mora
last update publish date: 2026-04-10 14:44:49

Third Person's POV

Cassian was about to say something when an impatient knock rattled the door.

Before Trista could even stand up, Isaiah pushed his way in, sticking his head into the room.

He radiated that signature cold Locke Pack energy, holding a greasy paper bag. "Hey, anyone want some rotisserie chicken?"

The second Cassian saw him, his restless wolf flared with pure territorial aggression. His appetite vanished instantly.

Isaiah didn't care; he marched right into the VIP suite, tossed th
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