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Ch. 31

Author: Cara Anderson
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Selene

Dominic springs to his feet, sword half-drawn. Elara rises more slowly, her eyes assessing the newcomers with uncanny perception.

"Lyra?" a male voice calls, and a tall man steps forward from the group. His eyes widen in recognition, then narrow dangerously when his gaze shifts to me. "You!"

"Kieran," Lyra says, relief evident in her voice. She stands, moving toward him before stopping awkwardly halfway, as if suddenly remembering the complexity of their relationship in light of her bond with Alexander.

"What is she doing here?" Kieran demands, pointing at me with unmistakable hostility. "This is the woman who led the attack on our settlement—who hunted you personally through the forest."

"I know," Lyra acknowledges. "But circumstances have changed. She's helping us reach Alexander."

Kieran's expression darkens with disbelief. "Helping? After what she did? After what her people are still doing? We've been tracking Northern movements since the attack—they've taken someone to the
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