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Labor

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last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-02-26 02:41:55

Lyra POV

It’s been two months.

Or no — the second month is almost over.

And Darius still hasn’t made a move.

Was all that talk about revenge just smoke? All those promises about tearing down the Lycan King’s throne — were they nothing but words meant to keep the warriors loyal and restless?

I could have left this pack weeks ago.

I should have.

But Kade keeps insisting we stay. He wants to witness the outcome of this war Darius keeps whispering about. He wants to see history unfold.

Do I care ab
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