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Chapter Nine

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Chapter Nine

The Last Sunset

Tomorrow.

By this time tomorrow, Ivy would either have a wolf…

Or she never would.

The thought should have terrified her.

Instead, she felt… strangely peaceful.

Not because her fears had disappeared.

Because, for the first time in her life, she wasn’t facing them alone.

The orphanage buzzed with unusual excitement.

Martha had been baking since sunrise.

The scent of warm cinnamon, fresh bread and honey cakes drifted through every room.

“You’ve made
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