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Chapter 69: The Alpha’s Forgotten First Vow

작가: George Watts
last update 게시일: 2026-06-25 18:42:45

(Bardolph POV)

The whole moon field had seen the first moment I knew Daciana was my true mate, and shame became heavier than every crown watching us.

I remembered the riverbank, the mud, her laughter, and the vow I made before pride learned how to sound like duty.

I remembered her hand inside mine, warm and trusting, while my wolf whispered that the moon had given me more than power.

Then I remembered the great hall, Ashina’s tears, my cruelty, my rejection, and the way Daciana’s trust died ben
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