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Chapter 6

Author: Faith girl
last update publish date: 2026-08-15 14:56:12
Chapter 6: The Road Back

WREN'S POV

The necklace sat cold against my collarbone, tucked beneath my shirt where no one could see it. I felt it with every step, a small steady weight that kept me anchored when the rest of me wanted to come apart.

Silas walked me to the edge of the property before I left. He didn't try to talk me out of it again. He just shoved a pack into my arms, loaded heavier than I'd asked for. Water skin. Dried meat. A second knife in a sheath I didn't recognize.

"You pac
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well keep it coming.. the storyline is so captivating, the author is great
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